Little Things

Yesterday one of our youngest students arrived at class, sat down and gave a big sigh.  I asked her what that heavy sigh was all about and she answered that time was just rushing by too fast.  Yes.  This is the mantra of our lives in this hectic century! 
Everything happens at the speed of light.  Our days are crammed with everything that we have to do and it has to happen now.  Our lives are filled with big important things always demanding the highest priority.  We blink and years have passed, our children's chubby faces have made place for the serious faces of adulthood, dreams we have had made way for more pressing issues.  The sparrows have come and gone and come again and we never even noticed their arrival.  Little things, seemingly too insignificant, have passed us by.
It is so sad that we have come to measure our lives only by big events, important dates and major goals, forgetting that the times in between are just as important, they are the links that join the bigger moments, they are the material in between the bold patterns.
We have to start taking note of the little things that surround us, that colour our days, that unfold around us.  The silence of early morning,  the warmth of the bed where my husband lay just moments before, birds calling the sun to wake up.  The way my child's eyelashes curl on her cheeks, traces of her baby face still visible when she sleeps.  The smiles I receive from the people next to the road as they walk to work, the sms from a friend to say she thinks of me too.  The way the sun falls into the room where I have my first cup of coffee for the day.
Life is filled with wonderful little things that give meaning to our existence.  Insignificant when viewed against major events, but when I look at the bigger picture, everything fades into obscurity when compared to the times when my children would cuddle against me as we watched TV, when my husband would look at me and I see his love for me so clearly in his eyes, the laughter and funny moments we share as a family, the way my sister's laughter tinkles like bells in my ears, my brother's serious voice when he imparts some advice, the way his eyes crinkles just like my father's did, my mother's comfort, my father's words of wisdom, our long talks and visits around the kitchen table.  Christmas gatherings, the gifts are long forgotten, but the memories of the times spent together lingers long after.
These little things are all the major events of my life, the moments that truly matter.  Without them we would be so much poorer.  Life would indeed just be a senseless blurr, a useless chasing after wind.  Thank God today for every little thing in your live and rejoice!

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