Those moments...

[3girls2dogs]

There has been a lot of tension around here lately. I'm not good with tension, I have enough IRL, I get upset by it here.

Ok, that being said, this is what this thread is going to be for:

Yesterday, I was enjoying a Sunday with my family when my youngest daughter came in to use the bathroom. Then my nine year old needed it too, so she sat in the hallway, waiting on her turn. As she sat there, she noticed a spot on the hallway wall where a sunbeam created a perfect shadow-puppet making opportunity. She started making shadow puppets. She didn't realize I was watching her, and she made silly puppets with normal child-like abandon. She made bunnies, antlers on her own head, birds, all kinds of things. She was having so much fun, she never even realized her sister had come out of the bathroom. As I watched her, I was consumed with that overwhelming love that parents sometimes feel when they catch their children in certain moments in time.

These are the type of moments when I feel God the most. When that kind of parental love makes my heart feel as though it could burst, or when I see a sunset that is so beautiful, it makes me want to cry, or when I see a moment of human kindness that so deep that I actually do cry, even when it has nothing to do with me.

I would like to hear of these moments. Not the huge, obvious ones, but the smaller ones that have moved you.

Let's share.

 

[CelticRose]

Ok, but this mightn't be quite what you had in mind. My household enjoys satire & irony so lots of people don't get our rather quirky sense of humour. We're not prone to sentimentality or soft & tender moments. My DH refers to me as either Ferocious or Snarleeni. Like I said...

Now due to rather unusual circumstances our church ministry is ALL LAY people ~everything from the music to the preaching. I am on the roster for doing the message because I know how to write an essay. lol. It makes me somewhat fraught. My whole household knows to duck for cover & go into prayer for me while I rant & rave at God about what He wants me to say. I was having a particularly difficult time because I was filling in on short notice & felt like I wasn't hearing clearly from God so I was giving Him an earful while pushing all my panic buttons when I felt Him sit down beside me & say, 'Like this, Dear Heart.' The Lord is the only person who ever calls me that! He is always so sweet & gentle when I am generally losing the plot & I always most sense His presence when my circumstances are particularly difficult.

 

[3girls2dogs]

No, that is exactly what I meant, CR. I love those little moments when we can feel it. The big obvious stuff makes Him so easy to see, but it is in the smallest, most innocuous moments that I feel his "personal" presence.

Another one: I remember when we were driving from Massachusetts to Camp Pendleton in CA, and we drove through Arizona, and I am not even sure where we were, but the sun was setting, and there were snow-covered mountains behind us, and these gorgeous red rock formations in front of us, and it was all bathed in this red-orange light, and I asked my dh to pull over because it was so beautiful, I was truly overwhelmed at the sight of it, and I wanted to see it until it was gone.

You know, those little moments that we usually miss.

Your moment is exactly what I had in mind.

 

[porterross]

Yesterday, my daughter and I were cleaning off the patio furniture cushions with water hose running, scrub brushes, etc. After being focused on getting the task done for a while I heard my daughter softly gasp in awe. When I asked what was going on, she pointed for me to look up over our heads.

There were close to 20, very large dragonflies of varied, brilliant colors. They hovered and danced above us in silence for quite while, obviously attracted by the water as it's been dry here for the last 3 weeks as fall settles in.

When we came in the house after finishing our chores, a group of birds took full advantage of the small puddles of water on the patio much to my daughter's delight. Once the sun went down, the toads came out.

How people can experience things like that and not see God boggles my mind. How blessed we are with the beauty of life in so many things surrounding us.

 

[vatuck]

About 15 or 16 years ago, we were living in Killeen, Texas. I used to attend Mothers of Preschoolers (MOPS) with a friend of mine. My children were about 4 and 2 at the time. This particular morning, I forgot we were having MOPS and I decided to just sit around with my kids and look at old pictures and we spent a couple of hours just sitting there and I would tell them the stories behind the pictures (including baby pictures of them, of course). They would ask me all kinds of questions and we just sat and laughed at many of them. My friend came by to pick me up (I wasn't ready, of course) and something told me to just get dressed and go anyway, so I did. It was a beautiful morning and we had a great time. We were discussing our children and parenting, etc. Then, as we were ending, the lady leading the discussion played the song Watercolour Ponies by Wayne Watson. I just sat and cried, thinking about the beautiful morning I had just spent with my children. My daughter is 19 now, married and living in Yuma and we are now doing campus visits with our son, who is now a senior in high school so that he can choose a college. We are preparing for an empty nest now. I remember that day like it was yesterday, though.

Heeeeeyyyyyy! Now I'm gonna cry. Thanks a lot for bringing that up 3girls2dogs....... As long as no one plays Watercolour Ponies, I will be fine.

 

[edie19]

copied from my blog - I think it fits this thread.

About 2 years ago my grandson Luke (he was 4 at the time) and I were running errands and in doing so drove past a pretty big cemetary. As we drove by Luke pointed out the window to the cemetary and asked me if God lived there.
Me: no - God lives in heaven.
Luke: where's heaven (so much for him being satisfied with my very simple answer)
Me: no one knows exactly, we do know that it is a wonderful place though. There are some big words to describe God - one of them tells us that He can be everywhere at the same time.
Luke: so, that's a God thing?
Me: yep, God can be at my house, at your house and Nana Tina's house all at the same time.
Luke: OK - but just so you know, I find that incredibly hard to believe

Luke continues to ask extremely good questions about God. Our heavenly father is truly working in the life of this little boy - I truly believe that God is turning Luke's heart towards Him.