I love this idea of “Eternal Instants.”
And I love to steal them.
I steal time by staying up late with a good book.
I steal sunsets by letting them hold my attention for longer than I should.
I steal moments with my family when I get to visit with them one-on-one.
And I steal kisses from my daughter for the last few hours she is two years old.
“Eternal instants. You’ve had them. We all have. Sharing a porch swing on a summer evening with your grandchild. Seeing her face in the glow of a candle. Putting your arm into your husband’s as you stroll through the golden leaves and breathe the brisk autumn air. Listening to your six-year-old thank God for everything from goldfish to Grandma. Such moments are necessary because they remind us that everything is okay. The King is still on the throne and life is still worth living. Eternal instants remind us that love is still the greatest possession and the future is nothing to fear. The next time an instant in your life begins to be eternal, let it. Put your head back on the pillow and soak it in. Resist the urge to cut it short. Don’t interrupt the silence or shatter the solemnity. You are, in a very special way, on holy ground.”
I invite you.
Come steal with me.