I usually take Mondays off since my weekends are weird with being as Pastor, and since my wife works on Mondays it means I get to spend the day with my little girls.
Today we were talking a walk in the woods and it was like a swamp land after all the rain yesterday. We even found a huge fish trapped in a small pond that was the runoff of the nearby river. While we were walking we gave extra care to avoid all the puddles and pools of mud and we were almost successful too.
Right up to the end of the walk only feet away from being done my one daughter slipped and slid down a small hill right into a pool of mud!
At first, she jumped up and was clearly upset, and she was about to loose it because her pretty skirt was trashed, but then her sister looked at her and laughed & said, "you have a muddy butt". At that point we all started laughing and didn't stop until after getting home, taking a bath & putting them down for a nap.
I love my little girls and I think times like these are not just a gift from God but are sacred moments. My job makes my Mondays my day off but my daughters make my Mondays sacred.
I wonder where else I may be missing the sacred gifts of God in my life because they are moments that at first glance just seem too ordinary.