It is in the quiet stillness, sitting on my back porch with Michael, watching the sun go down, absorbing in awe the many hues of pinks and oranges that God whispers, ‘these are the best days of your life. Be still. Soak in the blessings.’
It’s while driving down the highway, in route to one of our favorite stops, Mugg and Bean, glancing in the rearview mirror to catch two boys grinning at me in anticipation of their chocolate eggs they’ll soon be consuming that the Holy Spirit whispers, ‘May your heart be full in this moment.’
Lord knows I wish that I could freeze these beautiful moments in time, forever. And while I try my best to capture the small, everyday moments that make up our life, through my one-a-day writings, constant prayers asking God, Mary, Saint Anthony, or truly, any of my Heavenly family members who are willing to listen, to pray for my mindfulness in THIS moment; it’s simply impossible.
This time in Malawi, interlaced with the chaos, is beautiful and blessed. The sacredness of the mundane seeps into my every day.
I’m thankful for the opportunity to be reflective and to truly recognize my blessings.
My blessings are the here and now and someday, when we move on from our time in Malawi, I will look back on these moments, when my children were small, when we laid on floor pillows, read books on the back porch whilst drinking lemongrass tea, when we chased bubbles in the sunshine and when we said our prayers each night as a family, as some of the best days of my life.
May we all remain mindful of our everyday blessings, and strive to make each and every day, ‘the best day’ of our lives.