I could sit and sing praise music for hours. It's like a little preview of heaven.

My friend Kim and I met last week to work up songs for our Community Bible Study class. We sang through beautiful old standards, and taught each other some new songs as well. The verse that has stuck with me all week has been this one:


Our lives here on earth are so short and they flash by so quickly. Just this week, I've seen the baby sprout his first teeth, my younger daughter make the leap into "really" reading (verses being coerced/bribed by Mom and Dad), my son step out of his sister's shadow and show leadership in his classroom, and my daughter begin to "blossom" into womanhood, necessitating a trip to the lingerie department (insert Mommy's freak-out here). They're growing and changing so fast that I want seasons where I can freeze them in time, just so I don't miss anything.

Obviously, that's not going to happen. Instead, I want to make my time count, to live in and experience the moments I'm blessed with here until I experience the blessing of eternity with the Lord. It's too easy for me to let them slip away under the ever-present tyranny of the urgent. But every day, God is gracious to grow me, and give me more chances to make my time here count.

This week I'm grateful that I...

--Stopped daily and played on the floor with the baby.

--Decided at the last minute to take my nine year old scrapbook with me. She was a great "date"!

--Got to bake communion bread for the church, and cookies for my friends and family.

--Worked, played, laughed and dreamed with my husband.

--Spent time with my son watching his turtle eat and play.

--Started drafting and stopped about a dozen blog entries because someone needed a hug, wanted homework help, was up for a feeding...

I've got a chance right now to color with Princess Piggy. I think I'll wrap this up and grab the moment. I know in a blink, she'll be the one I'm headed to the lingerie department with (sigh...).