The other day I was frantically rushing around trying to get ready to leave for the day. I hate rushing. Hate. Rushing. Normally, I am very disciplined about my time management. I’d rather arrive 15 minutes early than even 1 minute late. So admittedly my attitude was not the best. As I’m shoving things into my backback, Moo arrives, and stands ON MY FOOT. And waits, and waits, and waits. I cannot dislodge her. She wants me to pet her. Snuggle, really. And I oblige.
All of a sudden, my focus shifted from frenetic irritation to the moment I’m standing in, literally. It was almost a physical sensation. I could almost hear the sound as my attention snapped back to the moment. I let everything else go and I just indulged in enjoying the warmth and companionship of this remarkable canine.
As I was snuggling her I realized that there was an important lesson here. Planning is all well and good. Planning is a necessary skill. It helps us find the time to do the things we need to do, so we can make time for the things want. However, there comes a time when all the planning and time management gets in the way of enjoying simple pleasures; the feel of the sunshine on your face, the scent of the pavement after it rains, the feel of the skin of your partner.
Getting lost in a moment is a luxury, that costs nothing, yet gains us everything. Getting lost in a moment is what our happiest memories tend to be made of. So I will still plan but I will also make sure to have the flexibility and awareness to stop and enjoy the moments of grace the Lord sends me when I most need them.