why don't we smile anymore?
i'm not okay with that.
why don't we dance slowly?
i'm not okay with that.
because the years go by like stones under rushing water,
and we only know when it's gone.
-needtobreathe
something to think about.
savor every moment. appreciate it, reflect on it, be thankful for it. squeeze every possible bit of life out of every possible second.
it's harder to do on those unspectacular days. some days, i just go to class, have lunch, watch the afternoon sportscenter, then go to one of my many meetings or groups. i go to bed, and do it all over again. if i'm not careful, i'll get stuck in that routine. it's so easy to do.
but sometimes, God will use the most random thing to catch my attention and remind me of how unbelievably great and loving and perfect He is. seriously, the weirdest things make me stop and say thank you: two boys playing bongo drums outside my room last Friday. or an unexpected hour-long break in my day when i can just sit and drink orange powerade and be still and thankful.
i've never been one to really appreciate the cliched things like red roses and country love songs, and the same kind of applies to this. don't get me wrong, i sometimes get chills when God shows us His artistic side with a beautiful sunset, but it's the little things that really get me loving life.
and once you start to notice the little things, you realize they're everywhere.
and after that, well, you realize how truly, truly abundant God's blessings are.
it's in the small things. the details in the fabric.
i'm not okay with that.
why don't we dance slowly?
i'm not okay with that.
because the years go by like stones under rushing water,
and we only know when it's gone.
-needtobreathe
something to think about.
savor every moment. appreciate it, reflect on it, be thankful for it. squeeze every possible bit of life out of every possible second.
it's harder to do on those unspectacular days. some days, i just go to class, have lunch, watch the afternoon sportscenter, then go to one of my many meetings or groups. i go to bed, and do it all over again. if i'm not careful, i'll get stuck in that routine. it's so easy to do.
but sometimes, God will use the most random thing to catch my attention and remind me of how unbelievably great and loving and perfect He is. seriously, the weirdest things make me stop and say thank you: two boys playing bongo drums outside my room last Friday. or an unexpected hour-long break in my day when i can just sit and drink orange powerade and be still and thankful.
i've never been one to really appreciate the cliched things like red roses and country love songs, and the same kind of applies to this. don't get me wrong, i sometimes get chills when God shows us His artistic side with a beautiful sunset, but it's the little things that really get me loving life.
and once you start to notice the little things, you realize they're everywhere.
and after that, well, you realize how truly, truly abundant God's blessings are.
it's in the small things. the details in the fabric.