Little Things

When I was in college nothing mattered more than the big things. Life was all about the big things...goals were big, ideas were big, stories were big, maybe even egos were big and there weren't many little things...or at least I didn't notice them. Now, I don't care very much for the big things. But I do find myself noticing the little things and enjoying them even more.

This past week Rylie, our 4 year old started swim lessons. Two weeks ago I tried to "get her ready" for lessons by putting her in the water myself. She went crazy. She was screaming like I had never seen before. It mad me very concerned that she would freak out at her lessons and not even get in the water. Monday came and she went to her lesson. There are only two other kids in her class and their parents are in the water with them. Holly and I decided not to get in the water with Rylie because she would rely on us too much. Her teacher in less than thirty minutes had Rylie swimming around with nothing but a noodle keeping her from drowning. She was so proud of herself. Shoot, I was so proud of her. It was huge.

I find myself not really even asking the Lord for the big things lately. Maybe it's because I don't want the pressure of the big things...or maybe it's that I enjoy the fact that my life is made up of many "little" beautiful moments where if I am in the right frame of mind I see them for what they really are...LIFE moments.