Last time I shared how I sense the need to Capture the Moments. How life is a blur and how the moments can easily be missed.
Today I want to define, moments and capture. Being a ‘words’ person, this helps me make it real.
Moments: a brief, indefinite interval of time, a particular period of importance, a brief period of time that is characterized by a quality, such as excellence or distinction.
I notice right away that ‘moments’ are brief, important. I would agree that our moments here on earth, with our loved ones truly are ‘brief’ and oh, so important.
Capture: to take captive, seize, gain possession of, to hold, preserve.
This is my desire, to take captive and preserve, if only for a short while, these precious moments that are so brief and important.
Some examples of what this might look like.
Stopping to watch four little children all bundled up in snow clothes traipsing through the deep snow behind the pond. Smile, breathe it in.
Lingering long in his embrace. Inhaling and noticing that familiar scent. Purposing to feel the arms around you, feeling loved.
Noticing the beautiful landscape, how everything is covered in a thick blanket of freshly fallen snow. Everything white and clean. Beauty from my Father.
Watching as she tries out new skills in the kitchen, the sheer delight and sense of accomplishment on her face. Pausing to capture this memory.
Seeing the grieving couple. How, even though their hearts are broken, they love, hold each other up. Years of being tossed about, yet their strength and love for each other is evident. Letting the eyes fill with tears at such raw beauty.
Not rushing through the morning snuggles with the ‘baby’, who is almost too big to fit on my lap. Cherishing these moments, they are so brief and fleeting. One day the bursting through the door each morning will stop.
Oh, for eyes to see, and grace to stop, in this busy season. I don’t want to miss any of it. But I do, I choose to pass on by. It is a choice.
Do I, by the grace of God, choose to train my heart and eyes to stop, capture, seize and make my very own possession out of these fleeting and brief moments in time? Or do I continue to let life whizz on by? I desire to stop, S.L.O.W to soak up and savor the moments.
What are some ‘moments’ that you have purposed to capture? I would love to read them, please share.