This evening, My Certain Little Someone, Tiger Cub, and I ate a late dinner at La Madeleine (love that place – don’t eat there very often!) while Daddy was at work. As we were situating ourselves at our table, I happened to notice a lady in the corner enjoying (at a very leisurely pace I might add) a book along with her soup and salad. I have to admit, I was struck momentarily with a pang of envy.
“Wouldn’t it be lovely?” I thought to myself, “to have an hour or two to myself to sit down at a restaurant and immerse myself in a book with some coffee and a pastry on the side?” (Notice the lack of soup and salad in my scenario.) I even started pondering how I could go about arranging such a beautiful morning (or afternoon or evening… I’m not picky), and I was pretty sure my sweet DH would be happy to indulge me.
Then I started to consider that it really wasn’t fair for me to have time all to myself and not to give the afore-mentioned DH his own time off. But when pressed, that dear man always insists that he’d rather spend his free time with his family than on his own, so he almost never indulges in solitary pleasures.
And then I looked back at my own table, at the rambunctiously adorable and so-very-earnest faces that looked animatedly at me and at each other as they exchanged an excited conversation (and a few noises and loud bursts of song). And my conscience pricked me. (Actually, I’m pretty sure it was the Holy Spirit with a little dose of conviction.) Really? I was envious of a woman eating by herself with her nose in a book when I had all this wonderfulness right in front of me? Two little companions who were actually behaving quite well, all things considered (a shocking turn of events, to be sure), and were just as delightful as any old book could ever be? Actually, much more so!?
As Tiger Cub once again burst into a loud rendition of “Everything is Awesome!” – literally at the top of his lungs – and I uttered yet another “Shhh! We’re in a restaurant! You have to be quiet!”, I mentally overhauled my attitude and gave thanks for the beautiful blessing that was right there with me. Reading a book with coffee and a pastry on the side (hey, I’d even take the salad and soup) is a lovely pastime to be sure, but so is enjoying sandwiches and fruit with my two little all-boy-boys. And the one reaps benefits long into the future and even eternity while the other is just a fleeting moment that passes when it is gone.
I’m choosing to thrive in the moments God has given me, and this was one of them. If I wallowed in what I could have instead of what I actually had, I would totally have missed out on the joy of it.
Here’s to wanting what you have… and finding you have everything you want!