We can do no great things, only small things with great love.
Mother Teresa of Calcutta
I dusted the frames on our wall of family photos when I added an updated picture of our grandson. The pictures include our own sons as toddlers, college graduates and grooms. As I considered these little boys-turned-men, I wondered how it happened that my older son became a husband and the father of three little girls. I went on to wonder how his younger brother also became a husband who now is the dad of that little grandson.
As I perused the family photos further, my eyes rested on my husband’s and my parents who have all passed away. Wasn’t it just last week when they celebrated our sons’ birthdays with us? So many years have passed since they left us. My momentary grief morphed into a chuckle as I gazed at our sons’ wedding photos which include their dad and me. It occurred to me that he and I are well past the ages our parents were on our wedding day. “How did that happen?” I wondered further.
As I consider these familial milestones, the significance of every moment of our lives becomes crystal clear. Both the good and the bad from our pasts made possible each of the photos on our wall. Though the future is filled with uncharted waters, my response to every moment will contribute to the happiness which lies ahead. More importantly, I realize the value of the present moment, God’s greatest gift to each one of us, which requires my undivided attention and my love. The events of my life, both great and small, will be shaped by the love I bring to each one.
Loving God, help me always to remember the value of the opportunity at hand and the difference my love can make.
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