for chosen moments.

Moments have the ability to shape us.

Our moments, like much of life, our vernacular, and the food we pour & shove into our bodies, are either life or death. They’re one or the other. They can’t be both. They’re either adding to our life, or taking from it.

I’ve heard it said that when we seek with all of our hearts, we are sure to find.

I’m notorious for getting in my car, tossing a coin {“heads” for right, & “tails” for left}, and driving away in the respective direction given by the coin, throwing caution to the wind along with my long, crazy hair. It’s in these moments where my main ambition is fumbling-upon somewhere new, an uncharted territory or side-street, a place that lands me slightly off-the-grid. It may not actually be new to most of the world, but even if it’s only new to me, I’m winning.

Like most of the people I know, it’s easy to become trapped in the intersection of knowing when to capture these vivid moments throughout my explorations, these robust points in time that add flavor and valor to my life…or when to put the camera {iPad} at bay and simply rest in the beauty that is unfolding around me.

As I’ve waltzed into this Lenten season, taking time to reflect and observe all that Jesus is in my life, and the sweet ways He shows His love from well-beyond the Cross, I’ve wondered if the moments themselves, the ones in which He meets me, are really enough–or if I am looking to impress the people who “follow” along on my journeys, editing and cropping away the things which make me uncomfortable.

A sweet friend & colleague, Jessie, an Arizona-Missouri-New Jersey implant who I met during my long days spent in the fashion-industry, puts it so well:

Cutting back on social media by keeping my eyes on the road directly in front of me might seem like a thoughtful move, but it could also mean that I’m missing out on the chance to capture the breathtaking scenery
before it zips past the car window. 
There is certainly something gratifying about sharing special moments with your friends online…but more and more lately, I’m searching for the sweet spot between peacefully gazing out the window and giving meaningful glimpses as I go…” 

It’s a hard thing to weigh out. It’s an even harder fete when you work in the world of Marketing, where your job is to be on top of the latest trends, social media propaganda, and the many great causes worth dually noting and sharing with the world.

So when traveling friends land on my doorstep to rest and recuperate in my basement apartment in the woods, with late-night laughter and heart chats over hot beverages, I want to soak in everything those moments embody.

When the setting sun makes me weepy and causes me to pull my car to a halt on the road-side, I want to sit and wait expectantly for its setting, breathing in the ever-changing colors, instead of fidgeting with my seatbelt to stick half of my body out the window for the “perfect” shot.

And instead of documenting my tidy, strategically-placed life, *I want to be real about the fact that I sometimes decide to not make my bed or fold my clothes or put away the dishes. I’m learning to throw my satchel over my shoulder and bolt out the door for some exploring, reveling in the fact that my Type-A personality does not always get its way–sometimes, life is just too short for chores and perfection.

Another friend and fellow writer, Ally, seems to have similar thoughts. She says,

“What if beauty is is waiting for us to find it, and shine a light on it, and call it into existence?
What if beauty works its way into our life in moments–in the littlest things–that we so easily pass by and write-off
as just another day at work, or just another meal, or just another conversation with a friend?
What if beauty is all around us, and we simply need to stop resisting it?”

My friends, I fully believe we’ll get there.

We’ll come to the intersection of absolute failure and astounding triumph, and it will all come down to the moments we let in, the thoughts we let permeate, and the adventures we allowed God to take us on. 

I don’t believe the capturing of such moments is bad or even wrong, in essence.
I just think I need to learn how to better live in them without feeling the need to document the crap out of them, you know? 

And what if these moments are already captured in the Heavenlies? What if we get to replay e v e r y t h i n g  lovely for all of eternity on a film reel, just you and me and Jesus, and all of the angels and saints, clapping valiantly at what our moments became, the culmination of life-to-the-full?


In this season, I’m learning to set my vices and devices down to breathe.
I’m learning to choose my moments and spend my time wisely {which, to my disdain, does not involve watching three seasons of Gilmore Girls back-to-back without moving from my couch}.

But that’s okay.
Because after all, isn’t it true that “how we spend our days, is, of course, how we spend our lives.” ?


What are some ways you are stopping to reflect on your life’s precious moments, both with and without a lens through which to capture them? 

*Do yourselves a favor to take 10 seconds to search #myrealrealife & #instagramtheordinary to see how my real friends are really living, unapologetically. 


4 thoughts on “for chosen moments.

  1. Holy moly. I’m typing through my tears to tell you that this one touched me to the core.

    Imagining that those bright spots and best moments are waiting for us to view while we sit beside our Jesus someday is just such a precious image! (Do you think he’d want to share my popcorn?!)

    Thank you SO much for including me here, sweet girl. Your words are beyond lovely and I’m so proud to call you my friend. XO

    • good golly, sweet Jessie. i wish i could say i’m sorry to have made you cry, but i’m SO not! Jesus would totally want to share your popcorn, and it’s safe to say he’d bring some other favorite treats of yours, because He knows you that well. 🙂

      honored yo know you, even if it’s been mostly from afar. {that totally counts, and i’ll take it!}
      much LOVE.

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