We all want the Super Bowl, to be an influencer or the best gamer. We set our sights very high –multi-millionaire, straight-A-student, someone who is going to change the world.
It’s natural for us humans to strive, to reach for things higher than our current situation in life. I did when I was your age. Still do… just for (very) different things.
(I don’t believe many middle and high schoolers are praying for a safe summer and for their children to become good men. If you are… well, we should talk.)
Having goals are good. Something to aim at is important. We all should strive to become better versions of ourselves each and every day.
Here are two questions: at what are you striving? And, what are you missing in the process?
The Little Moments…
This morning, I put a new razor blade on my razor. (Again… you’ll get there.) The difference was enormous – no discomfort. Just smooth sailing and a much better shaving experience.
For some reason, I stopped and thought ‘Man – that was great’ and smiled.
Then I thought… why don’t I think that more often about a lot of things? And, for the next hour or two, I did.
A long part of the road from our house to the airport was super smooth. The fact that I could listen to a podcast out of my phone struck me as close to magic. The gentleman driving our parking shuttle at the airport was kind and thoughtful, especially towards Kate. A baby being held in front of me in the TSA line gave me the biggest smile you’ve ever seen….
Now… how many times have I missed these little moments? How many times have I been so busy with other things on my mind or rushing to the next ‘goal completion’ or just not present enough to recognize and enjoy them.
Millions of times. And we all do it. Head phones in. Head in the calendar. Eyes on the screen…. Hm.
But it’s the recognition of these little things that lead to a…
Big Life
My grandmothers grew up with pretty much nothing in a material sense. While they lived within a few hours of the ocean, they didn’t see it until late in life. They raised their own food, sewed their clothing. The Great Depression was on… and they didn’t even realize it.
When I asked Munner what she thought was the greatest invention in her lifetime – refrigeration, vaccines, rockets, tv, etc. – she answered immediately: air-conditioning. Growing up without in the Deep South sets a different perspective.
But yet they had big lives.
Big families. Sunday dinners at which both friends and families sat together. Card games that would go on for hours, punctuated with laughter, jeers and more. They had deep faiths, strong bonds with their neighbors, and were concerned about their community.
They didn’t ‘finish’ rich in terms of money or accolades. But, they were deeply loved and gave that love unselfishly and unreservedly to those around them.
Near the end of their time with us, I got to hold Ginny’s hand during a hard moment at Two Lights. Munner invited me for a glass of sweet tea and a pimento cheese sandwich on a Tuesday.
I’m happy to have those memories. They are more than worth the two hours in the car, missing a round of golf, playing a video game or whatever else I was doing as a young man.
A Mother’s Advice
I was reminded recently of a quote I love:
“If you want to change the world, go home and love your family.” – Mother Teresa of Calcutta
With all the marvels of today, it’s easy for us to strive for bigger and ‘better’ things. However, it’s actually more important to do and appreciate the little things.
Loving on your (sometimes annoying) little or big sibling. Cleaning up the table for your parents who’ve dealt with today more than you can realize right now. Rubbing your partner’s feet. Caring for the pet. Calling your grand parent out of the blue, just to say ‘hello.’
These things… these little moments are those that will change the world.
How? The same way the oceans were formed…. One drop at a time.
Have a good weekend. Can’t wait to see you at camp.
PS – How does this relate to camp? Well… just about every moment at camp is a little one. And, without the distraction of school, after school activities, your phone, your games, etc… you just get to be where you are.
At camp, we can truly be present. And enjoy that for what it is: A gift!



