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The "Between Now and Then" Moments

In the fall for the past 25 years, I have started planning (along with a great committee) for MIDDLE TENNESSEE WOMEN'S RETREAT...held in the spring.  It's what I look forward to when I see the first signs of autumn because the memories of past retreats start to rise up in my heart and I get excited!

But, you know what?  I don't want to miss what goes on during the "everydayness" that has nothing to do with a retreat.  What about celebrating and planning and being excited about the phone call that came in at just the right time?  What about that little guy dancing with great enthusiasm to my music
in church this Sunday (didn't bother him a bit that he was the only one showing that much enthusiasm).  What about meeting a man just released from being on death row for something like 30 years... DNA proving he's been innocent all this time...me having the privilege to witness his love for God and refusal to be bitter in any way?  He's so in love with Jesus until he has NO TIME for anger and resentment.

Maybe you sorta live for those future happenings that you look forward to regularly.  That's not an awful thing, for sure.  Let's just not miss the "between now and then" moments.  He's trying to be with us in those moments, too!!!

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