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a holy moment.

I love to write, but I’m not really a writer. I misspell words and don’t fully understand sentence composition, or anything technical about writing. But sometimes, I have something that I have to say, and I will often write to myself when I need to say something. I have journaled for as long as I can remember, and have always found it to be one of the most therapeutic things I can do. Creativity is ALWAYS therapeutic to me, in many different expressions. My faith and creativity always seem to walk hand in hand, even in the struggle to express myself creatively.

This morning, I experienced a holy moment with a neighbor who I have never even noticed before. He lives around the corner from me and I have driven, ran, and walked past his house thousands of times over the past thirteen years that we have lived in this neighborhood. My dogs were being particularly excitable this morning, and I couldn’t wait to get them out on a walk to calm them down. As I grabbed my phone and my earbuds, a still, small Voice told me to leave my earbuds at home today. Surprisingly, I listened. I took a route that I take often, and before we were 3 blocks from home, I had a bag full of dog poo hanging from my wrist. As I came around the first corner we turned, I was taking in the neighborhood and living in the moment, talking to my silly pups and to my God, thanking Him for a beautiful morning, for His sense of humor and love in creating dogs. We had a storm come through last night and Tom had already talked to me this morning about the clean-up he would be doing in our backyard after work tonight, so I was noticing fallen branches and the mess after the storm as we walked. I noticed a large tree branch down in one front yard and noticed an elderly man who was kneeling and seemed to be checking out the fallen branch in his yard. Since I wasn’t listening to music or more likely an audible book, I took much more notice of him, and stopped to chat with him. That’s when he asked if I could help him up. He had fallen and was having trouble getting up, and I’m guessing he had been there some time, while cars drove by and didn’t even notice. I had my excitable pups, a bag of poo and my phone in hand, but miraculously, my relational, and always active pups sat right down and allowed me to give my full attention to the man. He took my arm and I was able to help lift him up. We stood and chatted for a few minutes and exchanged names, and I knew that it was a holy moment, that happened on a simple, ordinary day. The personal exchange with full eye contact, conversation and a firm grip on each other was something that I want to experience every day, but don’t. I live so distracted much of the time, that I’m sure I miss many holy moments. It’s not that I’m not willing to help others, and love others, it’s that I’m often so busy being busy, that I miss it. I don’t often notice those who could use encouragement or a hand up. I love to listen to music or teaching while I walk and run, but I want to make sure I am awake to the real world that is right in front of me. I was awakened in a deeper way spiritually about a year and a half ago, and with that awakening, I have lived more humbly, more in awe, and hopefully more aware of the miracles that can and do happen every single day. God is right there waiting for us to notice and listen for His voice. It is an awesome way to live and after this morning’s simple, but profound holy moment, I am further awakened to God’s goodness. I am laughing and crying about how good, faithful, loving and steadfast God is, as we seek Him and make Him and His ways our priority. 

“But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these. things shall be added unto you.” Matthew 6:33



Leonie - Lovely story Becky!

Joan - God is good! God is good ALL the time!

Amy Emery - Thank you for this reminder.

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