It was one of those days, I was standing in my kitchen listening to my two year old scream at the top of his lungs because I told him he couldn’t have something.
I found myself thinking of when would he grow out of his terrible tantrum days.
I was exhausted and my ears hadn’t stopped ringing all day.
Later that night my daughter woke up crying, because she couldn’t find her pacificier.
As I sat in the rocking chair holding my not so little one year old, time seemed to have paused.
I looked down at my baby, perfectly resting in my arms I realized I needed to savor the moment, the season.
I can get so caught up in moving forward, what’s on the agenda for the next day, things I need to get done, etc. that I forget each season has a purpose.
“So do not worry about tomorrow; for tomorrow will care for itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.”
Imagine if we lived each day knowing it has a purpose. How much more intentional would we be to find God working in and through the fabric of our lives?
If I get too consumed with the next season I will miss the blessings of my current season.
So enjoy today. Find those moments when time seems to pause and savor therichness of your season.