I don't love hand washing dishes...especially silverware and especially after big dinners. In the past two months (which have included three major holidays, 8 batches of Christmas cookies, a couple of youth activities and a few get togethers with friends) I have become intimately acquainted with every pot, pan, and serving utensil in my kitchen. That was not on my bucket list. :(
...and I happened to look up and notice the amazing sunrise.
Honestly, there isn't a day that I don't stop to notice the sunrise, but to have the extended opportunity to be standing at the kitchen sink at the very moment this spectacular-ness happened in the sky was pretty amazing.
...especially since it changed to this about 20 minutes later when the kids finally wandered downstairs for breakfast.
The clouds rolled in and stayed there all day long. It was cold and grey and kinda dreary, but I was so grateful to have been washing dishes and to have caught that first and only glimpse of the sun's appearance yesterday.
Stuff is like that around here lately. Fleeting. It happens fast and then it's gone before I can catch it. I see a beautiful thing, but I'm driving too fast to stop and take a picture of it. Or I have some great inspiration, but I don't have the time to write it down anywhere. My blogging and journaling have become brief and inconsistent at best. My IG posts have changed from daily inspiring photography to casual iPhone snapshots of things that disappear in 24 hours. It's frustrating.
My desire this year is to stop and catch more of those little glimpses of Heavenly Father's influence in my life. I think there are a lot more of them in a day than just the ones I happen to see. I want to acknowledge those moments more often and take pictures of them so they last a little longer, so those glimpses become more than just brief and fleeting.
If a glorious sunrise can make me grateful that my dishwasher is broken, that's a pretty miraculous thing Heavenly Father accomplished in just ten minutes. What else is He doing that I'm missing? or forgetting?