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When I was little my parents signed me up to play sports. I’m sure I wanted to, and it was nothing they forced me into, but I remember playing both soccer and softball. I’m not sure how much of it I actually played though as all my memories were of picking little white flowers that would grow in the fields.
Sure I would run around with the mob of tiny soccer players, but mostly as soon as that patch of white flowered beauty would catch my eye I would be there free-spirited and picking all of the flowers that I could.
My softball career went the same way. I often found myself in right and left field with my coach yelling things like “stop smelling the roses and keep your eye on the ball.”
As I got older, I got more competitive and got more into the game, but today there is a part of me that loves to be that little girl again smelling the flowers and stopping for the beauty in every moment. To not worry about who’s winning the game or what rules we are playing by. I just want to spend time in the beautiful presence.
But that’s the beauty of God. Even when everything is busy around us or chaos that is going on, there is always time with God to stop and appreciate the beauty of a moment. It’s what we were created for: to dwell in His presence wherever we are at. It’s something I never want to forget.
