Life is short.
We all see and know it. We feel it, but do we live like it?
In the unknown and noise and mistakes of today, I don’t want to lose the wonder that it truly is a gift. We don’t love today simply for the day itself, but for all that it holds.
All its hopes and invitations.
That aspiration laying ready to be awakened.
Those faces gathered around the dinner table.
The sunset that lingers to be applauded.
A sun-kissed flower that beckons to stop and savor.
That friendship tapping on your shoulder to be mended.
Those memories that wait to be created.
A “yes” to make a heart smile.
The Giver of this day who is honored when it is unwrapped and well-spent.
I’m as guilty as anyone of missing out on these moments.
But I believe, like Switchfoot: Every breath is a second chance.
Just because an evening turned chaos and all we could think about was how long until bedtime doesn’t mean the clock can’t reset. The sun rises and hands us opportunities and second chances. I pray and hope that the mistakes of our yesterdays have shaped the invitations of today to be even sweeter.
I don’t know where this journey will take us. But you are welcome to come along.
We can always find something to love along the way.
This is the day the LORD has made;
we will rejoice and be glad in it!