The Treasure of a Moment
It seems like every second of every minute of every day….I am in a hurry. I am rushing to get to work, striving to stay on time in my schedule, multitasking to be more efficient and even trying to force myself to sleep at night just so I can get up and do it all again the next day.
In my day job, I am a busy hairstylist and there are many days when I am on my feet for 10-12 hours, working late to make ends meet like most people. Last week, I worked so hard that my exhaustion kept me from getting up early enough to go to my 4 yr old grandson’s soccer game.
Oh, what repercussions came when I saw him the next day: “Nami, why didn’t you come to my soccer game? Where were you?”
Now what in my life could be so important that I could let it keep me from hugging that boy’s neck before he heads out to conquer the game? Absolutely nothing. What a treasured memory I missed and I will forever regret him remembering that I was not there. How is it that 4 year old boys have such a profound effect on their grandma’s? We would do anything to make them smile and we are crushed if we are the cause of a tear.
I believe the reason why is that we grandmas know how precious time is now. When I was a young mother, I did go to every game my kids had, but I had no concept of the value of every moment.
When my father recently passed away, I realized more than ever how much I cherish time with my family, time painting, time working with people I love, time with my husband, time to myself, and time with God.
Time is a gift. There is only so much we are allotted to on this earth. Every moment is a pearl meant to be treasured. I think this is one of the things Jesus meant when He said, “ Don’t throw your pearls before the swine to be trampled.”
In other words: don’t let yourself get so overworked that you can’t go to your grandson’s soccer game.
P.S. I bet that never happens again! LOL
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Karen Chatham
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