There is so much we miss when we’re too busy to look past the tasks and problems of a day. Bits of shell on a beach remind me to breathe, to quiet my soul and enjoy God. How seldom do I look for, or even notice, the small but beautiful fragments in myself or in others? Trained to work for the whole, to accomplish big and impressive, it is easy to overlook the small graces and the steps of growth. Easy to discount the ordinary moments and loose sight of the God-glory stamped in us all.
On the way home from Freshman Orientation, our conversation bounced from roommates and dorm rooms to searching questions about majors and “what do I want to do with my life” thoughts. The excitement deflated as worry threatened to overshadow joy.