Friday, April 1, 2016

Freeze the Moments

To review my 2016 goal, click here. January's post is here, and February's is here.
March blurred by.

March was nearly perfect.
If I could Groundhog Day a time in my life, I might choose March 2016.

Sure. There were days that were hard, and if I look back at my journal entries for the month, I remember those struggles. I remember one day where I was so sick I couldn't get off the couch. Other days, I worried or overreacted or didn't get enough sleep or questioned my journey or just had a bad day.

But as I look back on March 2016, I will remember the moments--golden moments spent in costume with my family close, walking around the temple grounds and listening to the story of Jesus Christ's life told over and over again.

I took hundreds of pictures during the Easter pageant, and these are the only two pictures I took of our entire family in costume. The lens piece had fallen off my camera, so my old lady eyes didn't focus correctly. As sad as I am about that, I cherish this picture.
 And these people.

Words fail me. When I set the goal to remember back in January, I had no idea what incredible moments were coming in March.
 Precious moments. 
 Tender mercies. 
Answered prayers.
 Miracles big and not so big.

Unlike February, my skin started fitting again. Easter and Jesus Christ and time on the temple grounds with my family reacquainted my spirit with my soul. Instead of warily sizing each other up from corners of a boxing ring like strangers, Spirit and Soul first shook hands and then lovingly embraced as old friends. Slowly, bit by bit and day by day, I'm remembering who I am, reconciling who I used to be with who I am now and working toward who I want to be in the future.

I still have few answers and too many questions. I still worry too often about what is around the corner. I still fight to develop patience in others and in God's timing. 

March 2016 was a gift to me, straight from heaven, of the most important things in life--family and faith. Lessons about love and trust and patience and prayer and questions and answers. 

March was memories I will open again and again all year. And for the rest of my life.

1 comment:

  1. Sounds like that pageant was a life-altering experience. 😊