I was at the BAPC Ladies Christmas Tea, which was lovely and a lot of fun, and we were read a passage that used a reference scripture verse and then shifted and applied it very directly to the Christmas season.
I was taken back by a line and it goes something like this...
"If you bake dozens of cookies and have not love...your just another baker...love stops to huge the little one at your feet not resenting their presence but grateful for it..."
WOW!! That particularly convicted my soul because I am queen of saying, "no" to my sweet little ones who beg to help with baking. After all, I have a ton to do and its just faster with out there "help."
Sure my children miss out in this situation but perhaps I am the one who ultimately misses out. One day all my children will be grown-up and gone and I will LONG for them to be in my kitchen asking to help me. One day our house will be empty of the mess makers, noise givers and china brakers...but I know I will miss them, oh, so much.
So perhaps the real person missing out on life when I get caught up in it, is me. Surly life is composed of moments and in these we find our memories and if we pass up to insignificant moments we will find ourselves with out those precious memories that we hold so dear.
Just a few of the many insignificant moments that make up my special life memories...





