Yay it’s Tuesday and that means Monday is over for this week!  We have including today seven more days until Monday comes again!  Tomorrow is Wednesday, wow, one more day until it is “hump day” and our week is almost over.  Woo hoo, Thursday is Friday eve and I think I can make it one more day because the next day is FRIDAY!!  Saturday oh Saturday is probably the best day ever because it’s MY day!  Sunday morning dawns peacefully and then BAM it’s evening and Oh no here comes Monday………

Days get defined by the moments that fill them.  Each day of the week has for better or worse been attached to ideas and perceptions of what it will bring.  So everyday we slam off that noise maker that calls in the day as we roll out of our bed already having some idea of what our day will bring.  For the most part the typical day is the typical day.  Evening draws near and we shut our office door and begin to make our way home, wondering what’s for dinner and already thinking about preparing for the next day.  Then life happens.  The day is no longer defined by where it stands in the roll call of the calendar.  It’s the moment that a young mother is told she has two weeks to live.  It’s the moment that a young mother listens to her son’s last breath.  It’s the moment that a child’s cry is heard for the first time and it’s the moment that you sit in the midst of a snow storm and your heart smiles because although your family is not all together they are safe and warm and happy.  Our choice for what some moments will sneak into our day are not our choice but it is our choice to make it Priceless.  So often we become trapped in our perceptions of what day it is and how that day was defined by the moments that were in it before; joyful, fearful, sadness and anger (sounds like a theme for a good Disney movie) that we completely miss the new moments that are waiting to happen.  Jeremiah 29:11 “For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope.”  God knows the moments that are about to come into our day and it is our choice on how we define these moments.  He knows that each moment will bring joy, fear, sadness or anger and he is there with his hand on our shoulder as we define our day, not to define the day for us but if we let him, to guide us into showing us why this day is going to be Priceless.  

I share with you a moment that God sent me as I was driving to a meeting and going into a new direction of my life.  I was nervous, excited and I questioned if I was going in the direction that God wanted me to go.  I whispered a prayer and as I glanced to the left this truck passed me.  I can rest in the moments that God sends me each day, and I can make them  Priceless and precious for whatever they may hold. His hand is always never to far away on the plan for my day…