Life’s best moments, they say, is not the past – when the children were cute, innocent, and did not talk back. Nor life’s best moment is the future that you constantly dream about: a week vacation in the Bahamas, no cooking, no dishes, just reading a good book under the palm tree on a white sand beach, savoring the cool breeze and getting hypnotized by the gentle lapping of the waves on the seashore. Nor it is the fun time with family in a happy reunion. Life’s best moment, they say, is here and now.
Whoa! Wait a minute. Is there really something worth capturing in my boring life right now? Wake up, roll off the bed, bathroom, eat, some internet, light chores– what's exciting about it? It is just plain boring routine.
Maybe I should try a little harder?
So, here I am, taking a walk in our little neighborhood, looking closely at what might qualify as my “best moment.” I admit, these could be my best moments:
1) The fact that I am out here able to walk and feel the breeze and the sunshine. I was unable to do this for more than a month due to pneumonia.
2) Just getting out of fever and cough and feeling some energy. Many people never got back on their feet again.
3) Butterflies flitting around and sucking nectars from my neighbors’ bright colored flowers. Their message to me is always “never lose hope.”
4) White, fluffy clouds floating against a blue, blue sky. And eyesight to enjoy them. Funny how seldom I enjoy this gift.
Okay, I get it. Life's best moment, it seems to me, is the gift of the present. Not the past, not the future; not the dream, but the reality of here and now, humbly accepted with joy and delight. It is living in the moment, living earnestly, putting a stop to the shallowness and triviality in which we approach most of life. It is in slowing down and realizing that every breath is a gift from God to be lived in its fullest.
And that gives way to a confidence that the next day will be way better, more exciting than this one. That, to me, my friend, is worth capturing.
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