I was at the bakery when a mother and her two young children walked in. The small boy and his sister walked over to the refrigerator holding the drinks, the mother to the desserts, rolling her eyes, “I guess drinks first, food later.” I stood and watched the young boy about 6 years old stand next to his adorable, blond, curly-haired sister, about 3, too short to open the door or reach for what she wanted. “What would you like?” he asked and waited calmly and patiently as she wavered back and forth and finally decided with his help. He reached for the drink and handed it to her, “here you go.” Something about the gesture was so thoughtful, so caring, so full of unconditional love. It made my heart swoon. As the mother walked over, watching the interaction I was sure she would smile at the adoration her two children had for each other. Instead, she barked at her son, now staring at the sodas choosing for himself, “NO SODA! Hurry up!” I thought how strange it was that she could she have missed a moment like that. I hoped that when I became a mother I would never take for granted those sweet, beautiful moments because life “got in the way”.
These moments are life.
I pray that now, I do the same, focusing my attention on the sweetness and beauty that is right in front me.
How much do we miss while we are rushing to our next destination? (or, our next weight, our next job….)
Ferris Bueller said it best: Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.