Not One Spoiled Moment

I work four 10 hour days with a 45 minute commute each way. We are a homeschooling family. We eat at least five dinners a week around our table as a family. I have a small side business. We do bedtime stories and prayers. Most weekends you will find us out and about. We are growing our own pumpkins and sunflowers for the fall. Weekends usually turn out at least one home baked good of some sort or another as my kids and I love to cook up something in the kitchen.

Oh yes, there are times when we literally crash into bed from exhaustion. There are times when we cry and break from the weight on our shoulders. But we survive.

We laugh. We love. We live.

Like the vast majority of everyone on the planet these days, our lives are zooming by at the speed of light. Bills to be paid. Laundry to be done. Lessons to be taught. Dinner to be cooked. Dishes to be washed. The cycle goes on and on and on. We dream of better, simpler times. We dream of days when Mondays won’t be such a chore, but will feel more like a gift. We dream and oftentimes our dreams are mixed in with worry.

Over the past few days God has shown me so clearly to stop dreaming, stop worrying and start living! 


I am reminded of the times I spent as a single woman dreaming, hoping, praying for someone to spend my life with… to love and be loved. Worrying that it might never happen. I spent times dreaming of what it would be like to be a mother and have sweet, precious souls call me by that name. I shed tears of prayer to God for that gift, and He provided it above and beyond what I could have ever dreamed of.

Time spent dreaming, hoping, praying. Oh, don’t get me wrong. There is absolutely nothing wrong with dreaming; nothing wrong with hoping; certainly nothing wrong with praying.

But how many times have I missed out on enjoying the blessings of the moment because I am dreaming of the blessing of tomorrow?

I am quickly learning to enjoy the blessing of a play-doh forest of bright red blooms and not waste those moments worrying or dreaming of what our new house might look like.  Enjoy the moments of a family of four living in 900 square feet and not always wish for more space. Enjoy the commute to work as a time of prayer and reflection and not wish away that quiet time to myself. Enjoy work as a place to make a small impact on a co-worker’s life and not wish away that time with friends.

You see, that’s what our kids do. They live every moment to the max. Sure, they don’t know the weight we have on our shoulders as adults with adult responsibilities, but inside each one of we “adults” is still that child who longs to enjoy the moment any time they can. Let them out today. Let them enjoy the moment and blessing of right now without wishing it away for a better tomorrow. 


  • What a beautiful reminder!

  • Thank you so much for this, Jennifer! I, too, have been guilty of missing the moment because I’m thinking about the next. I’ve been working on staying present! 🙂