It’s the little things.
I want to pause more, and treasure the little things this New Year. Not looking for the flashy, but quieting my heart to hear and see what could so easily be missed in the rush of life. A life that goes by faster and faster with each passing year.
This morning … taking time to fill my diffuser, I am captured by the beauty of the soft sounds of mist filling our living room in a slow and steady stream. A living room that just six days ago was filled with precious family members. Love cannot be measured in tangible containers, but it certainly filled our home to capacity over Christmas weekend, more present and real than any tangible object in the room. For how do you measure the presence of Jesus, sent from God to our world, the One who Himself created human love and who is Himself Love.
And now, just a few days later, our home is much quieter, but the sounds of love remain, and fill up every room. It is beautiful. We are so very grateful. And we will watch all through this year for love present in our home, and love from afar. And always, the presence of Love Himself, filling every corner and every space. More real than anything else. To be treasured, noticed, if we will pause to listen and to see.
Thanking God for the gift of this New Year, and cherishing the memories of family “Home for Christmas”.
