A funny thing happened on the way home from the ACFW conference last Monday. God gave me the gift of sitting next to an author I highly respect. After I got past my “fan-girl” moments, we both rested for a bit.
Instead of “sleeping” the entire flight, she engaged me in conversation after she awoke. Whenever I have the opportunity to chat with a woman further along in life than myself, I love to glean from her lessons and experiences.
We talked about a number of topics, but one thing that has stayed with me is the thought of “being in the moment.”
I’m hardwired to be an organizer. My goal is to stay two steps in front of life so it doesn’t steamroll over me. The advantage to this is I’m usually on time to appointments and it keeps my stress level lower. The disadvantage I’m discovering, is that I seldom live fully in the moment. In trying to stay ahead of the day’s happenings, I don’t stop to enjoy the current moment.
I’ve missed moments with my boys.
At the end of a school day, they run their energetic selves through the front door. “Mom! Mom!” flies in the air, and they launch into tales from their day. They come in ready to talk, to connect with their arms open for a hug.
Sometimes, my first response is, “Let’s get moving. Gotta get ready for __________.”
I’m there in body, but I’m not living the moment. I lose out on hearing about the joys and the heartaches of their days.
When I’m living in the “almost here” rather than the present, I miss out on . . .
. . . Enjoying my husband’s arms around my waist for an extra moment . . .
. . . Just watching the rain fall,
. . . Letting the brilliant colors of an autumn sunrise stir me,
. . . Wrapping myself up in a friend’s laughter.
In my busy-ness, it’s hard to slow down and simply . . . be.
I want to be “all there” in the moment I’m living in. Savoring it, feeling it.
It’s not easy to do this, to slow my thoughts, to turn them off, even. But, this is my necessary “must” if I’m going to revel in the moment.
There’s a time for organizing, for being prepared. There’s also a time to set aside my plans, my “Let’s go!” to connect in the moment, especially with my family.
It runs against the grain of my nature, sanding me down, smoothing me out.
Maybe that’s why God has only given us one moment at a time in which to live.
Your turn: How are you at living in the moment? Is it easy or difficult for you?