When I was young, the church that my family attended would have a time for congregation members to share “joys and concerns” for which they would like to have a prayer. Every week, one particular elderly woman who was known to be quite eccentric, would stand and share her “moments of beauty” with the church. Moments, small and large, that struck her as something that was God-filled. Moments when, even just for a fleeting second, she had something beautiful in her heart.
Today was a beautiful day for a run. Mid 60’s, sunny, cool breeze. My training schedule said I should only take seven miles, but instead I went for nine. And along the way, I had several moments of beauty that I would like to share. Am I becoming a kooky eccentric old woman? Well, I turn 30 this week, so I may well be on my way!
1. Passing by gardens filled with purple, white, and yellow crocuses in full bloom; tulips and daffodils appearing to be nearly ready to burst open from their buds. A tad early this year, but beautiful just the same.
2. Hearing a group of children laugh as they played baseball.
3. Running on a work of art
4. Being near the tennis courts and realizing how much I miss my tennis partner and best friend- it would have been a great day for a pick up game with a friend. It’s always nice to think of an old friend when they are living across the globe.
5. Seeing an elderly couple holding hands and smooching every now and then as they walked on the path in the park. I hope Daryl and I are as affectionate towards each other as we age.