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He just turned nine last week.  Yesterday my son said, "I can't wait 'til I turn 12."  Our precious neighbor hit a milestone today and awoke to find her lawn covered in skunks.  Apparently, she should wish to stay the age she used to be.  


How often have I wished to be an age I am not, yet, and, nowadays, an age I once was?  Why not simply be content to be the age I am today? 


Because it takes courage. To live deeply within this minute, to inhale slowly, exhale extravagantly, to be alive and to really appreciate it, takes a deeper level of consciousness than many people want to be bothered with.  Life is rarely about what is happening right now.  For many of us, it is consumed by what happened to us yesterday and what we have to do tomorrow.


"Much, much stress results from your wanting to make things happen before their times have come. ... Instead of dashing headlong toward your goal, let ME set the pace.  Slow down, and enjoy the journey in My Presence."  January 9 entry from Jesus Calling.
 

Today, I will slow down and be 38 years old.  I can never be this age, on this day again.  Let me find the beauty of now.





   



Comments

  1. Very nice sentiments...plus, that photo of your neighbor's lawn is hilarious!

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  2. So well stated. I love being the age I am, actually. It is hard to really be present - in THIS day - THIS moment - it takes focus. Thank you for bringing it into focus for me! H2U

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  3. Thanks for reminding me of this. I find myself struggling with "staying in the present moment" and I find myself constantly asking God to lead me through my day so I am doing HIS will, not mine. Which is a very difficult thing for a Type A mom to learn to do! I'm glad I'm not the only one who has to remember to embrace the moment of today.

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  4. I just love to read your blog Misty! I am actually a cousin to your husband in 2 ways. I personally am his cousin (our fathers are 1st cousins) and my husband's mom is your husband's aunt. Your sister-in-law showed me your blog and I'm hooked. Love to start my day with mistys mornings! Thank you!

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