There are times when life seems to be rush right by like a river tumbling down a ravine, leaving us overwhelmed and caught in eddies of emotion and confusion. Other times is seems to just meander and wind its way on like a lazy river, when all there is to do is watch the tiny ripples on the water as you float on with it. Then there are those times when it seems to stop behind a dam of circumstance leaving you stranded in a moment of awe and wonder or despair and grief. You stand there, jaw dropped or quivering and eyes wide or shut up tight, waiting for the despair to end or the wonder to go on forever. I think these moments are the best moments of our lives.
I’ve found that it usually takes something or someone from outside of the space you’re experiencing to bring you back to reality. It can be a pat on the back or an embrace from someone near or maybe a little more obscure like the changing of a song on the radio or a pebble stuck in your shoe. Whatever the case, something from ‘out there’ invades your moment and it is gone. While our wedding day was a whirlwind of activity, the ceremony itself was just such a moment for my wife and I and that first kiss lead to cheers from those around us and drew us back into the frenzy. Holding each my kids for the first time also stopped time for me as I walked them down to the hallway in my arms. Each time it was the nurse in front of me turning around and taking my newborn daughter and son. When my dad died, this frozen moment lasted for a few weeks before I heard a teacher in school talking to another teacher about how this 12 year old was dealing with his dad’s death. I wasn’t ‘feeling well’ so the school nurse had called my mom to come and pick me up and I was waiting in the library just staring out the window.
I like these moments because these are the ones that change our lives. Or, more precisely, they are the ones that the Good Lord can use most effectively to mold us and shape us. They are the times when He finally gets us to be still long enough to create a new thread or strand in our hearts and tie it into His tapestry for our lives. They are what make us who we are in Him. These moments, if we allow the Good Lord to do his work, have the potential to teach us and take closer to the heart of God than we can ever come when floating on the lazy river watching the world pass us by.