Sometimes when we take the long view, we are able to see how the small moments we’ve collected and stored up like treasure along the way matter. Often times, though we forget. We think, in our smallness, that what we say or do is of little consequence. This small minded thinking, of course, couldn’t be further from the truth.
I read this encouraging quote by Frederick Buechner this morning. . .
“Who knows how the awareness of God’s love first hits people? Every person has his own tale to tell, including the person who would not believe in God if you paid him. Some moment happens in your life that makes you say YES right up to the roots of your hair, that makes it worth having been born just to have happen.
Laughing with somebody till the tears run down your cheeks. Waking up to the first snow. Being in bed with somebody you love. Whether you thank God for such a moment or thank your lucky stars, it is a moment that is trying to open up your whole life. If you try to turn your back on such a moment and hurry along to business as usual, it may lose you the whole ball game. If you throw your arms around such a moment and hug it like crazy, it may save your soul.
How about the person you know who as far as you can possibly tell has never had such a moment?
Maybe for that person the moment that has to happen is you.”
Small moments matter. Collect them. Cherish them. Honor them. And, most importantly share them. Your tales are meant to be told. Someone is waiting for your small moments. . .