Ticking Clock.

Time flys by so fast...you're in one season and then all of a sudden you're in a next.
I think, at least for me, I take so much for granted in specific seasons, and then look back and miss it all so much. I don't know if that is just the way life is, or if I am incredibly bad at embracing the "moment" in the moment.

I think more than anything I am finding that things really aren't as they seem.
Your best friend you took for granted, ends up being the person you miss the most.
The person at your childhood camp who you thought was snobby, ends up being the biggest encourager of your destiny, right when you need it--out of the blue.
The employer who seemed complicated, actually ends up being your favorite. And, the one you thought was so nice and would be a breeze to work for, ends up being right out crazy.

Why is it that life is like this? How do we perceive things so wrong sometimes?
It's made me realize more than ever that we can make split second decisions that change the course of everything, and in the end our decision, based on a  perception ends up being wrong, and we are left with regrets.

I don't want to be rash. I want to love always, keep all doors wide open. Embrace every moment, and soak all the joy and love from every single moment. So, that when the next season rolls around, I don't regret, but I can embrace the winds of change, knowing my heart is full of love, and I truly have experienced joy and relationship to last me through the hard times.

To those of grace, who despite my rashness, still love.

Peace. Love. Joy.

Simple.

Isn't it funny how when you were a kid the simplest things would send excitement shooting through your soul?
The "certain" yogurt in the grocery store...
the sleepover weeks away...
the "party" your family was hosting...
the vacation to God knows where.

The littlest things made your day,
maybe even your year.
You were constantly excited about what was next,
the next hour, the next day, the next week.
Life had so much in store for you, and you were prepared to run right into every adventure.

When is it that all these things fade?
When do we need more to become excited?
When does the "simple" just not do anymore?

All of a sudden, we look back and life has gotten complicated.
Not because anything necessarily changed (I mean, you know, obvious things do),
but maybe because we, ourselves have complicated it.
With our habits, our "activities", our appetite for more.

I want those first day of school feelings again.
The excitement of recess, even if it was simply jump romping for an hour with friends.
I want the sleepover rush.
The "crush" conversations you have with your closest buddies.

I want the simple.
I don't want to NEED something big to impact me.
I want the simple to once again grasp my heart, to scream so loud, to impact me so profoundly...
The simple.
Yes, the simple.

Peace. Love. Joy.