How a Million Moments Make a Life.

How a Million Moments Make a Life.


Lately I have been finding myself waiting for that big moment. You know when you are so overwhelmed by God’s presence that something bubbles out of you, whether it be tears or laughter. I faithfully do my quiet time every morning, begging God to overwhelm me with his love.

And every time I feel his presence and I feel a smile escaping my lips, but its been quite some time since I have been moved to the point of tears, I guess it’s only been like 2 months, but I want that experience everyday. So I pray for it expectant to have a revelation that just bowls me over and changes the way I live.

But usually my quiet times just look like God telling me that he loves me a whole bunch and me saying it back to him. I usually walk away refreshed and filled with joy, but oftentimes I wish it was an all-consuming moment.

Most mornings it looks like a married couple eating breakfast together, there’s love, a lot of it, but  it’s not showy. There’s this deep comfortability, a relaxation in knowing that we are known by each other.

When sometimes I am wanting the passionate reunion of lovers who haven’t seen each other in years, the big sloppy embrace full of tears and laughter. I keep on expecting this big moment of tears and overwhelming emotion, but what I keep getting is breakfast.

And dwelling upon it I’m realizing that is exactly what it should look like, because I walk with God every second of my day. So when I rise in the morning to speak to him it’s not some kind of passionate reunion because I felt him with me all day.

If it was like that I think it would be a symptom of an unstable relationship, and that doesn’t go along with the truth that God is my rock.

Big moments are awesome and I certainly want more of them. But I am also learning to appreciate the million billion tiny moments where God just lets me know that he is there. Like a million tiny threads woven together throughout the minutes, the days and the years to create a great tapestry that is my life.

This, right now, is it. As I sit and write this I am becoming, these are the grand, quiet moments that makes a life, a person.

And I would be a fool not to pay attention.

I think that is the way it was with the big names in the Bible too, with David and Ruth and Abraham and Joseph and Noah. In Hebrews 11 it states the hall of fame of believers and I am convinced that their relationship with God was steady, made in a million billion moments where they chose to believe in the goodness of God. In having breakfast with God every morning and letting a deep calming love walk them through their day.

Sure there were big moments and it was those big moments that probably got them in Bible. Like Noah and his ark, but the thing about arks is they take a long time to build. And so it is with whatever God is building in our lives.

So this is it, this is my big moment, this is life. My life is made up a many tiny moments filled with faith and that is how I live and move and breathe.

I am more than just dust and clay. I am spirit and power and the child of God. And I have been given today.


Believes in love. The kind of love that comforts a prostitute and laughs with children. A love that gives it all and expects nothing in return. The kind of love that Jesus modeled. Human Trafficking gets her riled up and she yearns to see the end of slavery as we know it by bringing kingdom to the Earth. An adventurer at heart, she is dedicated to taking the path less traveled. She lives out her love story here,
  • glace

    Beautiful, Justin, thanks for sharing. It’s been a blessing to grow up with your Dad — all those years since I first met him in 1979. I’m blessed to see he’s passed on Godly traits to you! Happy Father’s Day.

  • Damon Ghee

    That’s great stuff Justin. You guys are both a blessing!

  • Good stuff man. Who knows what you’ll end up like when you are your Dad’s age, makes for a good story.

  • carla clark

    Oh Meghan this too has been my personal experience!!! I couldn’t have written it better. The day I missed the Skype call because I was in the midst of my prayer walk on the beach in Australia…well this is exactly. I actually heard Him say something like this: Carla I know you love Me…I have no doubts about your love. But do you really know just how much I love you?” And it stopped me in my tracks. I realized the potency of His question. And it has triggered in me a pursuit of a new level of intimacy with my Father that is rich, full of surprises throughout each day and one that I wouldn’t miss for the world.
    I hope we can talk soon on Skype. God bless you and it is sheer pleasure to be praying for you. Carla

  • Bill Gabler

    Truly loved reading this – meant a lot
    Thanks for sharing

  • DC Carter

    I truly become inspired by reading your blogs, Meghan. You’re an awesome person. 🙂