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A thought hit me recently and I haven’t been able to shake it. One day, I’m going to miss parts of my life that I barely notice right now. Not all of it. Every season has hard things. Every season has things we’re praying will change. Every season has something we’re waiting on. But some of it. The ordinary stuff. The stuff that feels so normal I hardly even think about it. The little voices asking me questions from the back seat. The dishes in the sink after another family dinner. The random conversations that happen when nobody is looking at their phones. The routines I could probably do with my eyes closed. The things that feel so ordinary today that I assume they’ll always be there. And the truth is, they won’t. These exact ages. These exact people. This exact version of my life. This exact season. I was thinking about that the other day and honestly, it made me a little emotional. Because I spend a lot of time looking ahead. Looking toward the next thing. The next season. The next goal. The next answer to prayer. The next thing I’m waiting for God to do. And meanwhile, life keeps happening. Right now. In the laundry. In the car rides. In the grocery store. In the ordinary moments that don’t seem important enough to remember. Until one day they are. I wonder how many things I’m rushing through right now that one day I’d give anything to experience one more time. One more bedtime story. One more family dinner. One more ordinary afternoon. One more conversation I didn’t realize was becoming a memory. Psalm 90 says, “Teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.” I’ve always thought that verse was about how short life is. But lately I’ve been wondering if it’s also about paying attention. Not rushing through the season we’re in. Not always looking for what’s next. Not wishing away today while we’re waiting for tomorrow. Maybe wisdom looks a lot like noticing. Noticing the people God has placed around us. Noticing the gifts hidden inside ordinary days. Noticing the faithfulness of God in the middle of everyday life. Because one day, some of the things that feel completely ordinary today might end up being the things we miss the most.

A thought hit me recently and I haven’t been able to shake it. One day, I’m going to miss parts of my life that I barely notice right now. Not all of it. Every season has hard things. Every season has things we’re praying will change. Every season has something we’re waiting on. But some of it. The ordinary stuff. The stuff that feels so normal I hardly even think about it. The little voices asking me questions from the back seat. The dishes in the sink after another family dinner. The random conversations that happen when nobody is looking at their phones. The routines I could probably do with my eyes closed. The things that feel so ordinary today that I assume they’ll always be there. And the truth is, they won’t. These exact ages. These exact people. This exact version of my life. This exact season. I was thinking about that the other day and honestly, it made me a little emotional. Because I spend a lot of time looking ahead. Looking toward the next thing. The next season. The next goal. The next answer to prayer. The next thing I’m waiting for God to do. And meanwhile, life keeps happening. Right now. In the laundry. In the car rides. In the grocery store. In the ordinary moments that don’t seem important enough to remember. Until one day they are. I wonder how many things I’m rushing through right now that one day I’d give anything to experience one more time. One more bedtime story. One more family dinner. One more ordinary afternoon. One more conversation I didn’t realize was becoming a memory. Psalm 90 says, “Teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.” I’ve always thought that verse was about how short life is. But lately I’ve been wondering if it’s also about paying attention. Not rushing through the season we’re in. Not always looking for what’s next. Not wishing away today while we’re waiting for tomorrow. Maybe wisdom looks a lot like noticing. Noticing the people God has placed around us. Noticing the gifts hidden inside ordinary days. Noticing the faithfulness of God in the middle of everyday life. Because one day, some of the things that feel completely ordinary today might end up being the things we miss the most.

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