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Wednesday, November 25, 2009

"We Have This Moment Today"

There's an old Gaither song called "We Have This Moment Today". It always makes me clear my throat and wipe my eyes. Make fun if you want or join me in drooling sentimental soppiness.

It is my ode to thankfulness ~ all kinds of thankfulness. In all the real life stuff (scat), there are moments of exquisite joy.

"Hold tight to the sound of the music of living, Happy songs from the laughter of children at play; Hold my hand as we run through the sweet fragrant meadows, Making mem'ries of what was today.

Chorus: We have this moment to hold in our hands and to touch as it slips through our fingers like sand; Yesterday's gone and tomorrow may never come, But we have this moment today.

Tiny voice that I hear is my little girl calling, For Daddy to hear just what she has to say; And my little son running there by the hillside, May never be quite like today.

Chorus: We have this moment to hold in our hands and to touch as it slips through our fingers like sand; Yesterday's gone and tomorrow may never come, But we have this moment today.

Tender words, gentle touch and a good cup of coffee, And someone who loves me and wants me to stay; Hold them near while they're here and don't wait for tomorrow, To look back and wish for today.

Chorus: We have this moment to hold in our hands and to touch as it slips through our fingers like sand; Yesterday's gone and tomorrow may never come, But we have this moment today.

Take the blue of the sky and the green of the forest, And the gold and the brown of the freshly mown hay; Add the pale shades of spring and the circus of autumn, And weave you a lovely today.

Chorus: We have this moment to hold in our hands and to touch as it slips through our fingers like sand; Yesterday's gone and tomorrow may never come, But we have this moment today."

I took Maggie to the river for the morning. She morphed into Tigger for some reason, jumping, bounding, twirling, cavorting, smiling, drooling, racing, plunging, splashing and tumbling. I almost felt twitterpated with life along with her. It made my head and heart skip and dance....

Then the duck parade. For some reason a small local duck family decided to ride the current. Maybe they were going to grandmas house for snail soup or something? I've never seen this happen before. They were playing, bobbing blissfully along, carefree and enjoying the scenery. The thing is, they came into my field of vision in a slow trickle, one at a time, spaced about 20 minutes apart, so the show lasted a long time. Every time one would quack by, I couldn't help but smile.

As I packed up to leave, an eagle soared up river, slow, graceful, watchful and silent. Playfulness and majesty, together. It was one of those moments.

Have a lovely Thanksgiving day. May all your senses enjoy the banquet of love, food, gratefulness, stories, and affection. The entire day may be one of those moments.



1 comment:

Anonymous said...

You made me smile again! ss