Giveaway: More Love/Less Hustle by Goldbug

By Posted in - General on April 21st, 2014 370 Comments

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Happy Day-after-Easter!  This spring, we’ve got a thoroughly lovely lineup of giveaways planned–all sorts of treasures that I love and that I’m so happy to share with you.

First up: Goldbug Studio‘s More Love/Less Hustle print–how darling is that glitter heart?

In Feburary, I spent a week in Southern California, and for all sorts of reasons it was kind of hard trip for me–late nights, early mornings, speaking several times a day, lots of expectations, missing my boys. I got back to my hotel really late one night, and I spread out the contents of a gift basket I’d been given at an event all over the hotel bed.

Katie from Goldbug had gathered up for me such a totally thoughtful basket of books and beautiful paper products and my favorite candle and then this darling print of my New Year’s resolution…and I found out later that she MADE it. In that moment, in the middle of kind of a hard week, Katie’s thoughtfulness and creativity made me feel so loved and taken care of. Katie’s a gem, and I love sharing her work with you.

Here’s the deal: to enter to win, leave a comment telling me about one moment that you loved recently–it could have been over the holiday weekend, or last week or last month, but whenever it was, tell us about a moment that you were truly present for, instead of missing it in the hustle and the multi-tasking and hurrying…

I’ll announce FIVE winners on Saturday at noon CST, and Katie will send you are More Love/Less Hustle print–you get to pick either 5×7 or 8×10.

Also: Katie’s giving 10% off the print in the Goldbug Shop if you use the code SHAUNA, from now till Sunday at noon CST–maybe a Mother’s Day gift, or a little reminder for your own nightstand? That’s where mine sits, the perfect reminder for me at the beginning and end of the day.

Here’s my moment:  Yesterday we spent the afternoon at my grandparents’ house. It was so warm and beautiful out, one of the first days of its kind this season, that we decided to scrap our plans to sit at the formal table, and instead we brought the whole meal down to the back porch, and we ate deviled eggs and kale salad and chicken salad sandwiches as the kids threw rocks into the creek and threw water balloons at each other. Later we hung around in the driveway, taking turns on all Grandpa’s toys–bicycles and motorcycles and even a little hand-cart for the kids. I’ve been standing in my grandparents’ driveway watching my dad and my uncles and my brother take motorcycles out for quick spins all my life, and yesterday seemed like the perfect continuation of that–the pop!pop!pop! of engines fading as they pull away and then roaring back, and the kids playing, and my grandma, now eighty-three, watching it all with the same delight and sweetness I’ve seen in her eyes all my life.

Your turn…XO

 

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  • Amanda - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:13 am

    I work as a Children’s Director at a church. The weeks leading up to Easter were stressful and overwhelming. But getting to spend my day yesterday helping kids find and follow Christ was worth it. Getting to see all their fancy Easter clothes, the excitement on their faces, hearing their Easter Bunny stories, and see their extended families was just an awesome thing. Although last week I wanted to quit my job everyday being present to celebrate Jesus’ love was just a cool experience. :)

  • Zlata - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:13 am

    I felt loved this Easter weekend when a few Easter invitations were extended to me from friends who wanted to make sure that I won’t be celebrating our risen savior by myself.

  • Annie - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:13 am

    My moment….Last month I was married to a man I adore. The wedding was perfect in its imperfections. We were surrounded by family and close friends. It was as weddings are a busy, but beautiful day. My husband is one of few words so his words on this day tugged at my heart. After dragging him to the sweetheart table so we could eat (people always warn you to eat to I followed the warnings) we said a quiet prayer and then looked up. We looked up to see joy on the faces of the people we love. My heart was so full to overflowing. At that moment he turned to me and said “we were made for this”. “This” was not wedding planning or partying with friends. “This” was to be each others husband and wife. It was a long road to get to where we were, but in that moment we both knew we were exactly where God intended for us to be.

  • Aidan Rogers - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:15 am

    Life’s been a little crazy, so I didn’t get to go through our Stations of the Cross experience that I helped put together. But for one of my stations, I asked people to condemen themselves in marker on a mirror before turning to the condemnation of Christ. When I brought the mirror home, in just the right light, you can see the remanants of all of the marks made by hundreds of people over the course of three days. Love knowing that people are giving themselves to God and that I am blessed to be a part of that.

  • Carmen - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:15 am

    Sitting with my 2-month-old niece, watching her smile and hearing her coo. Thanks for reminding me to remember it!

  • rhiannon - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:16 am

    For Lent I gave up all social media while with my future stepdaughter. Eva is three and she is a thousand times more important than anything on my phone. And I’m going to keep it going now that Lent is over.

  • holly - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:16 am

    my moment was yesterday. i was in our choir at church, so i was there early to worship and celebrate during both services (with more than a little screaming) that the tomb is empty! and then it was off to my parents’ house to prep the salad for the mass of people wandering around. i devoured a ton of delicious food and then was dragged outside into the beautiful sunshine by my six year-old niece and three year-old nephew, where we ran, played frisbee, slid down the slide, flew a kite, and launched rockets. and when it was time to go inside, my always always always on the move nephew climbed into my arms, snuggled his sweaty-curled and rosy-cheeked head into my chest, wrapped his dirt-covered little legs around my waist, and gave me the best settled hug an aunt could ever dream of. my heart smiles and breathes deeper just thinking about that moment with my sweet boy.

  • Barbara - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:17 am

    I was sitting in our car in the parking lot near Lincoln’s Tomb in Springfield, IL while my youngest slept and my oldest and my husband ran in to view the tomb. I watched my daughter hold his hand while walking down the path. Often times when she’s holding my hand she is jerking my body to the left or to the right and it’s kind of annoying. But as I watched her walk with my husband I saw her skipping – just full of joy and confidence. I soaked it in – trying to record that moment into my mind to bring forth later – in the years to come. It made my heart so full to see her love and happiness.

  • danielle m. - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:17 am

    We are from South Bend and we went to Chicago for Easter Weekend, we went to Willows Downtown Church and the story of redemption they featured was from a man that turned his life around… thanks to Jesus, Willow, and Hope Ministries in South Bend! Crazy Connections but made our Easter feel like we were right where we were suppose to be! Love Chicago, but love where God has placed us in South Bend!

  • Molly - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:18 am

    I’m down to my last three weeks of undergrad, and my last three weeks ever living with my 3 best friends. It’s so bittersweet, as we’re all moving into exciting new seasons of life, but not in the same geographical places. We have all been busy with final projects, homework, and events, but a few weeks ago we sat down for a long breakfast before church. It was slow, uninterrupted time together that was so needed. Little moments like that have been so wonderful because I know they will be few and far between in the future.

  • Leslie - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:18 am

    I don’t know if this counts as a “moment” or a “more love, less hustle” epiphany, but yesterday we spent Easter at our home church and with sweet extended family, but really missed our grown kids. (They’re all part of a church plant in another city). I decided I want to arrange my life in a way that allows me to be with my kids more – to go to them when they can’t get home; to loosen, lighten my schedule for more time with my precious granddaughter (another is on the way!); for more road-tripping with my man. So thankful I *can* do some rearranging – now I just have to *do* it. (and a super-sweet moment happened when my precious daughter-in-law flooded my phone with Easter pics of said grandbaby. I love my people!)

  • Mara - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:18 am

    Listening to my husband read Charlie and the Chochate Factory to my littles and hearing my oldest yell out, “He found the last golden ticket!” With all the excitement and enthusiasm it seems only a child can posess. A huge smile and gratitude spread across my mama heart. For a loving father and his adoring children that I am blessed to call my own.

  • Sandra - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:18 am

    Yesterday I spent Easter on the coast enjoying the sun, sand and water. Watching the tide roll in , pondering the strength and consistency of God. It was a slow and unhurried day. Perfection!

  • Rachel Anderson - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:18 am

    Yesterday after the family had left and our Easter activities has ended, my husband and I lounged on the deck in the gorgeous 80 degrees and sunny that never happens in Iowa. We sipped the leftover homemade strawberry lemonade while our three kids twirled and chased bubbles all around us. The breeze and sun felt amazing and it was the perfect relaxing end to a wonderful weekend celebrating hope and resurrection with family and friends.

  • Maggie Bieritz - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:20 am

    Over the weekend, I had plans. Lots and lots of plans. On Easter, I wanted to get my bike out of storage and go for a nice long ride. It would have been perfect, but I instead chose to go spread mulch around my dad’s backyard.

    Dad rarely asks for help. He didn’t this time, either; the request came by way of my sister. And usually, he’s in a hurry. Not yesterday. Yesterday, we loaded up the wheelbarrow, and one after the other we transferred the stinky stuff into the flower beds, readying them for planting.

    And we talked. And we laughed. Together, in the sunshine. It was the best morning I’ve had in a long time; better than any bike ride or breakfast I’ve ever had.

  • Cat - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:20 am

    After a major fight with my husband on Saturday night we were able to come together in the most powerful form of forgiveness , tenderness and love. It was Easter Sunday morning and I could feel the power of resurrection. Easter for me turned out to be filled with a peaceful gentleness that only comes with rebirth.

  • Ellen - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:20 am

    On Friday, I started to unpack the box which contained the storage cabinet we purchased for the house into which we’ve recently moved. It required assembling and I was determined to tackle it. Our unpacking was at a standstill until the storage cabinet was built. My nephew immediately got the required tools and began to assemble it. My husband immediately began to make dinner. We all worked together and talked and laughed. It was a good day.

  • Jennifer - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:20 am

    My Moment: Deepening relationships with a new family at church during a simple Easter meal. No one was stressed over the preparations and we had kid-friendly food so that everyone could just enjoy time together. It was far from a perfect day, but it is a reminder of why we need Easter and celebrating it with friends was soul-filling.

  • LeeAnn Ramsey - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:20 am

    My moment that I recently loved came Saturday night, getting a call from my 24-yo son saying he had gone to an Easter service where he lives, and not only found it powerful, but he was also intrigued enough to return in weeks to come. My husband and I pastor a church in SW Colorado so he was raised a pastors kid. But after seeing the hurt that “believers” can cause on his parents through the years, he decided he didn’t really want to be involved in that. He is an amazing young man that I know God has great Kingdom-plans for, so I’m believing that this INCREDIBLE MOMENT will lead to a lifetime of many more. <3

  • Nicole Moll - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:21 am

    Yesterday morning, Easter morning, my three little boys opened their Easter gift bags. They don’t even have baskets because I didn’t want to spend the money for something to be used once a year. They each pulled out a new pair of tennis shoes, new undies and a water bottle. They screamed, jumped and gave me the biggest hugs for these simple, necessity type items. I loved this moment, they know the true meaning of Easter and were so thankful to receive a simple gift.

  • Meghan - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:21 am

    Instead of cleaning up after Easter guests i decided to let go and I enjoyed a walk with my family and a trip to the park.

  • Kate - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:21 am

    I’m about to graduate college, so basically, everything is all multi-tasking and stress and worrying and being somewhere else than I really am. My roommate decided recently that I needed watch the Iron Man trilogy, so we built a blanket nest and settled down…and hid our technology. I know it sounds silly, but it was such a huge relief to sit on that blanket nest and just BE. It was so precious to me that my roommate was looking out for me, and that we got that time to spend together and be still and calm (well…as calm as you can be watching Iron Man…)

  • Gloria R. - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:21 am

    The last magical moment for me was Christmas time. For the first time in five years we spent it with my son and his family. My grandson is 17 and I missed so many wonderful holidays with him as he has grown into a super young man. But this past year, we got to spend it with our granddaughter who is 7. It was amazing and we got to spend the time together before she lost that thing that only children have at Christmas, taking my husband and myself on that trip with her. Yes, It was special and brings tears to my eyes every time I think about it.

  • Patty Corwin - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:21 am

    My moment was on Easter Sunday. We had finished the huge meal, and the kids had just finished finding Easter eggs in the back yard. My grandson Owen (2-1/2) asked me to blow bubbles. So there I was blowing bubbles with all the air left in my lungs, watching him run with the wrench less abandon that only a toddle could, trying to catch bubbles. His cousin Joshua, in 2nd grade, also began catching the bubbles on his little bubble wand, trying to make double and triple bubbles. In those few moments, I felt such simple and pure joy. Watching those boys, carefree, catching bubbles and knowing that these simple moments of pleasure are what makes life such a blessing!

  • Heather McCoy - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:21 am

    My “moment” was this past Saturday night. We had dear friends over for dinner and I made mexican pork shoulder tacos. We drank hard cider and beer and laughed and told stories about our childhoods. My husband prayed and got teary thanking the Lord for friends that feel like family.
    I love the magic that happens around a dinner table.
    xo

  • Lesley - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:22 am

    My moment… a spontaneous picnic dinner at the beach last week where I watched my baby eat sand and my toddler skip rocks with her Daddy. No phone out, no distractions…just water and family.

  • Lindsey Pilgreen - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:22 am

    Saturday, I took my 2.5 year old son to a local farmers market. Normally, we also have his baby sister in tow while my husband is at work, but since it was the weekend, we were able to get out just the 2 of us. He devoured the fruit samples, walked around without the constrictions of the double stroller, and waited patiently like a big kid for his first pony ride. He wasn’t so sure about the “horse” at first but was all smiles by the end. What a fun few hours to ignore my phone and to-do list and just focus on him.

  • Carol - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:22 am

    Flew from Texas to Chicago to help celebrate my only grandchild’s first birthday on April 18th. So much fun to be around those big blue eyes, his infectious smile and sweet disposition. Being a grandma is the BEST!

  • Katie - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:22 am

    We celebrated my sister-in-law’s birthday as well as Easter yesterday. In a spontaneous moment for a very type A sort of family, we grabbed the cake and the presents and the plates and headed to a nearby park to play and take in one of the first warm spring days (we’re in Michigan!). We forgot to grab a cake knife on our way out the door but digging in with plastic forks simply added to the fun.

  • Alicia Rule - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:22 am

    Just this morning I stopped all of my plans to clean and organize after all the Easter craziness. After preschool drop off I parked the car and we took a bug walk. My 3 year old kept saying, “mom, check OUT this”. Best part of my entire weekend

  • Katie R. - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:23 am

    This weekend after having some plans cancelled, my husband and I found ourselves sitting on our deck Saturday afternoon for two uninterrupted hours- just talking. Talking about the current and the months to come when our first baby will be here. It was a really rare moment for us to both be so still, in no hurry to get anywhere, and just talk and dream about our little family.

  • Cindy - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:23 am

    We recently moved into a neighborhood that I was not thrilled about for various reasons (mainly that we have a PRISON in our backyard…). And it’s in THIS neighborhood that I have discovered the truest, most authentic, absolutely REAL community of friends. We share so much more than prison-working husbands… we share heartbreaks about lacking as wives and mothers and women and all the joy that comes with it too! We decided to have our very own Easter Egg Hunt yesterday and it was FANTASTIC! The kids (all 12 of them!) had a blast finding the treasures but what touched me most of all was hearing them say over and over: “THIS is the BEST Easter of my LIFE!” And we knew that it wasn’t the candy or dollar store treats that brought such warmth to their little hearts, but rather the joy of doing it with the friends that they have come to love. The same joy that filled their parent’s hearts at finding a community that is truly authentic.

  • Isabelle - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:23 am

    I am a college student going to school in the Midwest, but from California. This weekend I had Good Friday and Monday off for Easter. I flew to visit a friend from home at her college in D.C. It was so great to just get away from the hustle and bustle of school, projects, and endless meetings and spend time with a good friend in our nations capital. Although the whole week was wonderful in every way, yesterday was just amazing. We woke up for a sunrise Easter service at Lincoln Memorial celebrating Christ’s resurrection with thousands of others at our capital. We then grabbed coffee and scones from Whole foods and walked along the river to her church. The rest of the day was spent reading in the quad and then walking to a fun neighborhood for ethnic food. The best part of the day was that my phone died at 7am, I forgot to charge it, so the day was spent fully present with a good friend and in the beautiful sunshine. The other great part was that we walked everywhere instead of taking a car, metro or bus. There is something great about forgetting about the hustling and final destination and enjoying the journey or walk in our case :)

  • Chelsea - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:24 am

    Finals season is upon me, and, being a grade-driven junior at Southern Methodist University, this means that I am putting my blinders on to everything else in life. This has really been wearing on me, recently, as I have considered the “More Love, Less Hustle” idea. In my single-minded focus, I am sacrificing not only my own well-being, but also valuable moments with friends that I am sure will be more memorable than the “A” I recieve on a final term paper.
    Last week, I made a concious effort to focus on “Less Hustle,” to put off the unberable weight of work and constant mental nagging, and to take a “me” moment. The national tour of ‘Evita’ is in Dallas right now, so last Tuesday I spontaneously bought a ticket to the show and took off. Yes, I went alone, but the peace it brought was unbelievable — getting in the car to go I actually sighed and felt the stress and weight lifting. I treated myself to a chocolate parfait before the show, and relaxed, taking in the music and dancing and dazzle that is a Broadway production. It was unbelievable freeing.
    Stepping back from the hustle and bustle of college was needed. It was healthy and showed me that God has blessed this life of mine with things other than schoolwork. The evening was a recharging of sorts, a much-needed refresher to put my life back into perspective.
    This past holiday weekend, I allowed myself to breathe, to go to dinner with good friends and enjoy Christian company. I credit “More Love, Less Hustle” with this change in my focus. And while yes, right now, I am supposed to be writing my term paper, I am taking time to look to the wisdom of others who know that “More Love, Less Hustle” should be a way of life, and I am so greatful for that.

  • Allison Jordan - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:24 am

    I was so excited to hear you speak about More Love, Less Hustle at Community Christian Church’s Feeding Friendships event. I attended with women from my WCP small group. As a stay at home mom, hustle seems to be part of everyday life, but your talk really touched me! I want to be the fun mom and wife, not the Drill Sargent! I am now making an effort to do just that… I want to “throw candy” too!!! Thank you for being brave enough to speak your truth, and help other women be honest about their feelings too!

  • Laura - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:25 am

    I woke up while my house was quiet. It was my day off work (I work part time) and I made coffee, drank it while having a quiet time with Jesus, and relished my kids’ warm bodies and crazy bed head when they stumbled into the kitchen. Some days I take for granted the days I get to spend serving my family, but that morning I relished it. I reminded myself how blessed I was to get to spend a day with my kids at my house.

  • Carrie - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:25 am

    We got home late from Easter and my two littlest littles were exhausted. They both were clearly needing some extra mama love. So they climbed up into my bed and we cuddled until they fell asleep after such a full day. I loved the feel of their warm bodies, the smell of two kids who had been outside all day, and hearing their slowed breathing steady beside me. I drank it in before carrying them off to tuck them in their own beds.

  • Maddie - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:25 am

    A group of my friends and I decided to go to Applebee’s for half price apps the other night because we wanted to spend some together before the holiday weekend. When I got there my phone died, even though it had about 15% battery. I was frustrated at first. But by the end of the night I realized hrs I spent much more time truly listening to the people I was with because my phone was dead. It was one of the most enjoyable nights I’ve had in a while :)

  • Laura Schroeder - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:26 am

    This weekend my husband and I drove to visit family and friends for Easter. We sat around a bonfire after a delicious dinner drinking wine with a couple that had been in our wedding party 6 months prior. We talked about our favorite memories of the past year and plans to go camping this summer. The best part was when we became quiet and my friend Jason turned and said, “it’s really great to be together again.”

  • Katie - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:27 am

    Working at a colle campus ministry, Sundays tend to be more about the hustle and less about what’s happening around me. As Easter was our last service for the year, it was a packed day with family celebrations & the college serve at night. But I didn’t want to miss the moments of the day, Easter is my favorite and I love love love how the story changes everything. So I made a commitment to myself to be fully present-I put down my phone, stopped worrying about what time it was & just enjoyed it all.

  • Megan - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:27 am

    Talking to my kiddos about Easter and reminding them the eggs and candy are not really what it’s all about and having them respond, “yeah it’s about Jesus dying for us and rising again!” Amen, Sister!!

  • Pam - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:28 am

    My moment was Friday night – we decided spur of the moment to grill out and enjoy dinner outside with several of our neighbors. I didn’t worry about the appearance of my house, kids were running everywhere, we had delicious food and drinks and ended up around the campfire until late into the evening.

  • Kristen - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:28 am

    Easter didn’t bring any exciting activities for my family, so we decided to make a camping trip of the weekend. There were a few great moments I remember us sitting around the campfire, talking, remembering the good old days, talking about where all our family and friends are now with their lives, and laughing over spilled marshmallows and potatoes that just wouldn’t cook. Now that life is back to its usual hustle, those moments with my parents are close to my heart and bring a smile to my face during busy everyday life.

  • Hannah H - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:28 am

    My moment: Yesterday, in the middle of a full day of celebration and people, I was on my way to my first dinner appointment of the day. Already tired and peopled-out, I asked God to make conversation easy and bring questions to mind to ask but mostly, that He would carry the conversation. I went over to a lovely couples home and spent Easter lunch with them and their children and grandchildren. It was better than I could have imagined. The food delicious. The conversation easy. I felt at home, like family. Even though it was hard to leave, the sweetness of those short hours carried throughout the day.

  • lori - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:29 am

    2 weeks ago some of the most precious people in my life flew halfway across the country to surprise me and meet our baby boy. I had been feeling a bit discouraged and these women were just what I needed… God answered a prayer that I hadn’t even yet spoken. You write about this often… the power of friendship and family and the love that binds us together, even when we’re not often face to face.

  • Sheila - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:29 am

    The last week was so busy, getting back from Spring Break and then traveling again for work, Saturday was spend watching my daughters HS track team, which was fun but I had a lot to do to prepare for Easter Sunday..dinner, teaching childrens church, etc. On the way home from the track meet my middle son called and asked if he could have a bunch of friends over for dinner. I wanted to scream are you kidding kid you think I have time to cook dinner tonight, but instead I swung into the grocery store quick grabbed the stuff to make spaghetti, and garlic bread, and of course some ice cream. I’m so glad I did, the meal came together quick, the kids hung out and had fun. It forced me to sit and take the time to catch up on the day with my older kids, and my husband. Even though my initial thought was I don’t have time for that! I really did, and I got to love on some kids with food…which is what I love to do!

  • Dee DeLeon - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:29 am

    This past weekend, I took several hours out of my full schedule to be intentionally present with my husband. As a mother of four who has decided to go back to school, juggling home, family, and academic responsibilities has been quite the feat. Consequently, this hustle has also taken it’s toll on my marriage. After several weeks in disagreement, my husband and I both agreed that we desperately needed a “do-over”. I’m so glad we took the time to reinvest in “us”. We held hands and laughed together while sitting in our local college auditorium watching a live theatre performance. Our choice to choose intentionality over chaos produced much needed intimacy that my husband and I unintentionally neglected.

  • Addie - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:30 am

    This weekend was my birthday and easter weekend and as a major bonus I got to spend it in my favorite city, Nashville with my amazing in-laws. So basically the whole weekend was just one giant weekend of moments Im treasuring. From enjoying a relaxing evening with a picnic at Arrington Vineyards to the Easter egg hunt at my in-laws with a bunch of college students. Such a fun special weekend!

  • Hannah - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:31 am

    I am 23 years old and getting my masters degree in Nursing. And from all of the hustle and bustle of a crazy student life, I couldn’t wait to be at home in Atlanta for an Easter weekend with my family. 23 I have decided is a hard year and should have a disclaimer on every birthday card you get to tell you that it’ll be just plain tough. Little did I know, my mom had a whole day planned for us when I got home just to tell me how much she loves me and wants me to take some time away from school and my busy schedule. We went to the nail salon and I got my second pedicure in all my years of existence. SECOND. It was incredible. I am loved beyond belief and I wish I could find the words that would do it justice that would explain the love I have for her. I felt so cherished and adored and I can’t thank her enough for that needed day and reminders.

  • Leanne Ketcham - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:32 am

    I am a nanny for two kids, ages 4 & 6. Last week was some on the first days that felt like summer, both in sunshine and freedom. The three of us were outside and the kids were jumping on the trampoline with a dozen balls. As they played I watched them get more and more into their game, into their world of imagination and courage. I felt privileged to watch their play and be given a glimpse into this world that my seriousness has held me back from. I think I’d like to play like that, Imagining the world to be full of life and wonder, and with the courage to love in it all.

  • Katie Ault - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:32 am

    Giggling with my husband and our three boys about silly jokes that only we understand! :)

  • Amber - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:32 am

    Waking up this morning at 6 am and pulling our almost 1 year old into bed with us as the early morning light was starting to filter through the windows. I stared at my husband and my son cuddled up together and I soaked the sight in. My baby who is growing so fast and my love and those sweet simple early mornings where we are all together as a family in bed cuddled up and slowly soaking up these moments together.

  • C.C.@ I’m On My Way - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:33 am

    Sitting in a room full of friends old and new yesterday celebrating Easter with food, conversation, egg hunting, & some knitting too!

  • Michelle - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:34 am

    Mine was during Easter service yesterday — it was coming towards the end of the service – you know, where your brain can begin to wander towards getting people out the door, the to-dos, the excitement of gathering with loved ones that afternoon… (ok, maybe I’m the only one… haha!) We were asked to stand as we began to sing… “Because He Lives…” and before I could get the first sound from my mouth, a wonderful older man (I’m guessing 85 years old) belts out in the loudest, proudest, proclaiming, powerful, Jesus-focused voice… and I was instantly drawn in – not to the man, but to the presence of Jesus – where I got a glimpse of Him because of the Christ-adoring man sitting behind me…

  • Ashley - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:34 am

    On Saturday evening, I spent time with some friends at a winery celebrating one of their birthdays. It was beautiful, crisp Kentucky evening. I am getting ready to move to Cambodia for a year, and am realizing how fleeting the time is that I have left with these girls who are my people. I drank wine, laughed, shared stories and enjoyed the beautiful spring sunshine. It was the type of moment you want to bottle up and re-live again and again.

  • Becky - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:34 am

    Heard you speak at Hope Spoken (I grabbed and hugged you in the hall) and these words literally had me in an ugly cry on the front row.

  • Kerry - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:35 am

    Served at two services at church and had a delicious and leisurely meal with “framily” at a dockside restaurant that looked straight out of Coastal Living magazine.

  • amy - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:35 am

    Easter weekend – lots of cleaning and cooking to do. When I was done nursing my son, I chose to just hold and snuggle and kiss him instead of rushing off to the next task!

  • Krista - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:35 am

    Talking to a homeless man that greeted me in my church, his eye contact, and delighting in his sense of humor.

  • Kate - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:36 am

    At church, I would use the Bible app on my iPhone to follow along with the verses our pastor would mention. However, I would get distracted by text messages or Instagram notifications popping up while reading. Now, I leave my phone in the car and use my paper bible and paper notebook instead. It’s so wonderful to just be present at church. I’ve also gotten over “FOMO”. This has spilled over into other areas of my life and I don’t panic if I forget my phone. =)

  • shelley shadron - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:36 am

    Ok–Well, I just got married like 15 days ago and moved 9 hours north away from all of our family. it has been quite the adjustment! my husband has to work long hours at his job and it has been rough. it is no newlyweds dream to have just a few moments together before you pass out from exhaustion–it is no one’s dream. it has been so hard to not simply tell him how much i wish he was around more when he is around! (it’s not helpful, but some part of me feels like i need to remind him daily!) anyway, we had a wonderful easter breakfast together yesterday, just the two of us, our little family. it was a moment i wouldn’t trade for anything. there are boxes to be unpack and thank you notes to be written, but it was pure joy to just celebrate easter with my new husband.

  • Irene - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:37 am

    My moment this weekend was with my adorable niece. She’s getting to the age where she can talk about the significance of holidays, but still fully enjoys all the candy and festivities that go with each holiday. She loves the dresses and the Easter eggs and she loves singing the new songs she learned in Sunday School at the table for Easter dinner

  • Kamber - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:38 am

    Yesterday I hosted friends at my house for Easter Brunch. Unfortunately, Easter this year fell the weekend before my final exam period for law school. While I had a million things to do and arguably should have been doing instead of trying to make deviled eggs for the first time in my life and hosting a brunch and playing trivia and Easter-egg hunting through my backyard with 9 of my closest 20-year-something-old friends, I instead chose to enjoy the day and to celebrate the restorative life that Easter is all about. And while I may have missed out on a few hours of study time, because I embraced loving my friends and spending time with them on that special day this morning I woke up feeling rested and peaceful which is a miracle this time of the school year.

  • Abby - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:39 am

    A couple of weeks ago, my husband and I went to a minor league baseball game with a big group from our church, some friends and others that we hadn’t met. It was the perfect celebration of spring– shorts, t-shirts, baseball caps, ice cream, cold beer, good friends.

  • Lindsay Hearron - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:39 am

    For the past few months I have been taking my Tuesday afternoons after my mops meetings and going to my grandparents house with my two kiddos and spending the afternoons with them. We have stayed from 2 hrs to 4 hrs and the time just flies :) I have loved seeing my kids bond with my grandparents and hearing stories about my grandparents I would have never heard or remembered from my childhood. The bond that my sweet three year old has with her great grandparents is irreplaceable. It has really made me stop and enjoy them and the moment. More love less hustle is the perfect way to describe these moments. Love this!

  • Katherine Hickey (@kathhickey) - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:40 am

    This weekend we celebrated the Easter Vigil at our parish. It was a three hour long celebration of light and life. We welcomed 6 members into our church and an entire family was baptized. That slice of time out of my weekend was a glimpse of Heaven and the goodness to come.

  • Lacey - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:40 am

    While attending a wonderful Easter Vigil, we remembered our baptisms. And the deep voiced pastor leading the service encouraged us to, “remember who you are.” The similarities to Mufasa’s postmortem appearance to Simba in “The Lion King” were just undeniable! So much joy and laughter came from worshipping a risen savior, being washed in the waters of baptism, and an unintentional pop culture reference!

  • Chelsea Dameron - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:40 am

    Newly wed, newly moved, newly graduated- the last year has been a whirl-wind to say the very least. I moved to Lawrence Kansas with a group of 20 to start a church in the college town of KU (Rock Chalk). With no money, no job, no clue of what I was getting into- I said yes to God and hit the ground running. I don’t think I’ve stopped running since I got here almost one year ago. That is, until last night.
    Last night our little church had a worship night at our pastors house to celebrate Easter. I was feeling homesick for the first time- missing the rich traditions my family was sharing in at home while I was surrounded by new acquaintances and new believers. It was beautiful in a way, all the newness on a day to celebrate a newness in Christ, but uncomfortably unfamiliar. After some small talk the vision was cast and worship started.
    With my new husband in my new city surrounded by my new tribe, I stopped. Like, really really stopped. I did not raise my hands during worship or close my eyes. I stopped and looked and breathed and took in- as opposed to pouring out. I saw college kids jumping, praising God for transformation. I saw mothers crying and young adults on their knees. I saw the reality of a yes to God. And I was there. I wasn’t wishing to be with my great-grandma rolling biscuits or wrestling with my brothers- I was with my family. A new family. A new tribe in a new city with no regrets or desires to be anywhere but here. In Lawrence Kansas, newly-wed, newly moved, newly-living!

  • Crissa Woodruff - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:40 am

    Hi there,

    I love the print : )

    My moment happened last night. I was baptized at 6pm at my church in Austin, TX. I have a really hard time being still honestly. But yesterday I got to sit in the water and be baptized and soak up (literally) every second of God’s amazing grace. I pray for more moments where by being still I am overcome with gratitude for what Jesus has done for me.

  • Rachel - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:41 am

    This weekend, instead of stressing over cooking, even though I usually like stressing over cooking :-), we ordered our Easter dinner from Whole Foods, which allowed us to take a long leisurely walk together as a family and play at the park together as long as we wanted, enjoying the sunshine and the giggles of 2 little boys.

  • Lindsey Sharp - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:41 am

    This past weekend I got to spend 40 plus sleepless hours with my sister as she delivered her very first babies- twins- Maven and Starryn- these babies have been in the works for years now. I just had my third child 2 months ago and things have been a little nutty. It was spring break and my husband took 3 days off work to share family time- it’s been sparse since Elliot’s birth. We had adventures planned- but got the call that my sis was headed into the hospital. It was tough to leave my own sweet fam during this time but being present with my only sister during this sacred time was a real gift. While I am working on presence with all 3 if my kids and my own family- this was an opportunity to throw everything off balance in a different direction as I drew close to my sister during a monumental life change for her. More love…. Less hustle!

  • Stacey - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:41 am

    Yesterday was the first ever Easter that was just me, my husband, and our two kids – NO company! No aunts/uncles, no grandparents… It was wonderful! We had a wonderful morning together just spending time as a family… No cell phones involved. ;) It was a great memory-making morning as we celebrated Easter together and were completely PRESENT. :)

  • Jennifer Kelly - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:41 am

    My moment: It was just two days ago on Saturday, too late to be considered morning and too early to be called afternoon. The right in between time where the sun is warming you up and you start to look for something to do. Three crazy families, all of us close family friends, decided to go tent camping for Easter weekend. We drove an hour and a half up and through the mountains, near Julien California, and pitched our tents at Cuyamuca State park. The kids had already eaten breakfast and were headed down to the creek to collect sticks and bugs and any other things they could get their dirty little hands on. I checked on my husband, he was sitting in a camping chair, book in hand, glancing at the scenery around him. I gave him a kiss on the cheek. He told me to go on, he would watch the kids, he told me to go have fun…
    I had been waiting for this moment for so long. I had helped plan the trip, collect the food, and make sure we all had pillows, but really, all I wanted to do was go fishing. I looked for my friend Ryan. He had packed up the fishing gear in his jeep, we double checked to make sure our cooler was filled with beer and we headed for the lake. Now fishing might not seem like such a big deal, and it sure wasn’t a big deal for our spouses, but it was such a moment for me! Ryan and I picked up some bait (live worms) from the nicest lady at the tiny store next to the lake. We paid our dues and headed down the trail. It took us a minute to pick out the right spot for us and we were encouraged to see the guy next to us had already caught a couple fish. So there I was, for the next four hours, baiting and casting and reeling and waiting to catch a fish. There were geese and ducks and catapillars near by to accompany us. There were families and boats and others all along the lake. To see the sun reflect off the water, to catch the song and noise of the birds, and to really smell the water and air… Is breathtaking. And honestly, as a mom of two little girls, it was so nice to catch a break. To be able to enjoy fishing in silence. I didn’t feel guilty one bit.
    I wish I could tell you I caught a ton of fish, but I didn’t. I didn’t even catch one. But I had the best moment that day, sitting at the edge of the lake, with a fishing pole in hand.

  • Kelli G - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:42 am

    Our church had two services Friday night for Good Friday. I had volunteered to work in the toddler room for the first service before attending the second service. As the kids start arriving, I am told that I will have a helper but she is needed in the nursery for the beginning of the service because the babies were fussy and they needed more hands. We opened the door between the two rooms and I got started with the toddlers. To distract the kids from their parents leaving, I let everyone pick out not one, but two little shakers. Once the service starts, I realize that I am now “in charge” of 6 three year olds – Yikes! With their shakers in hand, we sing songs, make crafts, and eat snack. We read two Easter story books and built towers of blocks. My helper was never able to come over to help, and there were many moments that night were I was a little scared of the potential for chaos, but then I would realize that Jesus was totally in control of these 6 little humans (and me!). It was such a joy to play with them Friday night before I attended the service.

  • Kristen :) - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:42 am

    My boyfriend took me to look at RINGS randomly while we were shopping the other day!! He is just so much fun and it was a really heart-happy moment :)

  • kjersten - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:42 am

    These last two weeks I have slowed life down by saying no to most extra activities and invitations so there has been more lego playing and swimming and hiking with my 7 year old son. This pace is So. Much. Better.

  • Becky - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:43 am

    My moment was last night when I went to check on my kids before going to bed. My youngest of 4 was sleeping in his “big boy bed” for the first time. It hit me then like a flood how blessed I am to be a mother and how much I love this job!

  • Lindsey Hoffman - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:43 am

    Yesterday evening was absolutely focused on less hustle…my husband Chase and I spent the day with my family celebrating Our Savior and catching up on family time, which included running around and laughing with our 4 nieces and nephews..(LOVE watching my caring Chase, love on my sisters kiddos! )
    As we were ending our time with family we decided on a whim to drive down to South Haven and walk the beach and catch the sunset…and oh what a priceless time it was! We walked for an hour, talking and dreaming about life and took the time to skip stones and stand in awe of God’s glorious creation. It is moments like last night, that bring me back to a right focus and grateful heart!

  • Cheri - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:44 am

    Feeling our first grandchild move in my daughter’s belly a few weeks ago. Priceless. She lives in Cincinnati, we are in Minnesota … baby is due this weekend … a long drive is in our very near future and I plan to be in every.single.moment while we are there.

  • Tracy B - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:44 am

    While simplicity and balance have been spiritual disciplines at the top of my list the last couple of years, your ‘more love, less hustle’ has been a sweet reminder for my heart, almost making simplicity and balance an easier choice… Simplicity and balance just sound like words that take planning and work, whereas ‘more love, less hustle’ is a smile and a wink that captures my heart to act spontaneously and not over-think! Last Wednesday my family schedule got jostled and we found ourselves all home for the later part of the evening, and instead of waiting til the last minute on Saturday to cram in coloring Easter eggs, we (hubby, the four boys – 3 teenagers and a third-grader) sat down and dyed eggs lesiurely. It was a fun and silly time together.

  • Donna Woodard - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:45 am

    My sister is a wonderful cook and hostess, and I helped her to shop for Easter dinner this year. We spent the day shopping nd going to lunch. Easter dinner was a wonderful day with friends and family with a beautiful meal, but I think my favorite part the whole experience was the day spent with just my sister and I. I love her so much!

  • Maggie - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:47 am

    Last week my sister met an elderly woman named Miss Penny at the grocery store. Miss Penny needed a ride, so my sister took her home. Saturday night, my sister went by her condo and invited her to Easter lunch at my parents house. She declined the offer for lunch, because she doesn’t like to eat in front of people. She has Parkinson’s and her hands shaking makes it so she has to concentrate, but she said she would love to come over after lunch if my sister could pick her up. So after we ate, she went to pick Miss Penny up. We sat around the table with Miss Penny for about an hour just listening to her stories. She was so kind and so quick witted. It was really tender to see my sister make a friend like this. My sister is the baby of the family and has always been quite selfish. The past few years have been particularly hard. It was really special to watch her love Miss Penny and want to be in friendship with her. I can really see her growing up and becoming the women that The Lord wants her to be.

  • Amanda - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:49 am

    I’ve needed Resurrection in my life a lot over the past few months. I’ve never been more excited for Easter Sunday than I was yesterday. I am not good at “more love less hustle” and have been stressed out to the breaking point for 3 months straight. So, my moment came at the end of yesterday: after attending church and wrangling a one year old the entire service, after helping serve at an Easter lunch for 50+ people, finally, at the end, I was able to enjoy a glass of red wine and sit with my husband on the couch. We didn’t even speak but resurrection was there. Peace was there. Jesus was there and I’m so grateful.

  • Kirsten - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:50 am

    For some reason this year, the beauty of Easter and the reason we celebrate it hit me more than ever. On Sunday, as I sat worshiping in church, I found myself overwhelmed by a Savior that was willing to die for me, and then rose again. I am overwhelmed by his amazing grace and his unfailing love. I think that it may because of this: these last couple of years my husband and I have gone through incredible loss as we have mourned through 4 miscarriages. And this Sunday, our pastor reminded us that our God understands our suffering, because he has suffered. And I realized, that although I have gone through my times of being mad at God for allowing us to lose four precious babies, I have a God that fully understands the loss of a child as he endured his son being crucified. And for that, I am eternally thankful.

  • Diane - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:50 am

    Easter Sunday. A warm day for us in Michigan! Watching my girl participate in her first Easter egg hunt.

  • Brenda Reyes - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:51 am

    I know the exact “more love, less hustle” moment. On Saturday with my 3 daughters being part of the Easter services, I literally spent 12 hours doing my motherly duty at church, and of course enjoying all 3 services…truly, no regrets. We got home really late…went straight to bed since we had 2 early services to attend on Easter Sunday. At the final service, I finally got to sit with my hubby, 6 yr old son, in-laws, and my mom. After my 3 girls finished on stage they came to join us in the service. I looked over to my left, and everyone I love was sitting there, enjoying the message of Amazing Grace. ~I took pictures of every moment, except for that one. #morelove #Lesshustle

  • Naomi - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:51 am

    Yesterday was the first Easter that I have spent with friends rather than family. I recently moved to a new city and became involved in a wonderful church. My small group leaders hosted an Easter party for everyone to go to if they didn’t have family around. Sitting around-eating, drinking, and laughing with those wonderful people made me feel loved in a way I didn’t know I needed. These people have become family to me. I am thankful!

  • Dani Lovik - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:51 am

    The moment that comes to mind right away is from yesterday. My husband & I couldn’t afford to travel to our families for the holiday but instead decided to have any of our friends who also couldn’t go home for various reasons over for dinner. The weather was amazing, the boys grilled, the girls set up bocce and Kroquet and we sat on blankets and towels and shared a meal. I didn’t want the night to end, I could’ve stayed there on those blankets until my entire body was eaten by bugs I think. So good.

  • Mallory - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:54 am

    A moment I have loved recently: We spent Easter at my grandmother’s house yesterday. My grandfather, our family patriarch, passed away in June of 2011. And while much has changed in the time since he has passed (graduations, parent’s divorce, new jobs, a new church plant, etc.), being in his home with the people I love, despite the chaos of the last 3 years, is sacred. God is near to each of in the space. I can look around the table and see each of my family members and appreciate them and that moment for what it is. It was not perfect, and there’s a lot of brokenness and messiness between each of us, but its GOOD. I am so thankful for that moment!

  • Melissa - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:54 am

    We spent yesterday gathered with a mish mash of family – it wasn’t the usual crew, but we ended up spending the day playing ultimate frisbee in the park and watching the little ones toddle around the grass. Then we ended the day with BBQ and laughter around the table. It was such a fun day and better than I could have expected!!

  • Sarah - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:54 am

    My husband has been in a soul sucking job for a year and a half. It’s been a tough time of patience,and trying to encourage him in a seemingly hopeless job situation. Recently we were able to go to Hawaii. We used to live there, and had saved up to go for two years. Being there, and seeing my husband in a joyful and positive state of mind was amazing. It was life giving.

  • Sara Emmerson - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:55 am

    I work at a church so the week before Easter and the week of Good Friday and Easter are pretty crazy, schedule wise. Between service rehearsals, services, my son’s hockey games, trying to make Easter baskets, going to see the Easter Bunny and dying eggs, it gets to be pretty hectic. But we started a tradition a few years ago for Easter Sunday that I absolutely LOVE! After the last service on Sunday we come home, change our clothes and grab blankets, and a football, and baseball stuff and then head to one of the only places open on Easter Sunday, “Jimmy Johns” to grab sandwiches! Then we head to a little forest preserve called Johnson’s Mound near our home with some friends. As I sat there yesterday eating sandwiches and listening to the kids play I was reminded of Gods goodness and love for me! We took a little hike and it was there I was reminded of His beauty, and creativity and as we drove home after an amazingly wonderful and very simple afternoon I was reminded that it’s because of His sacrifice and ressurection that we have LIFE, and how grateful I am for that!

  • Sarah - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:57 am

    I sat around the table on Friday night with my parents, my sisters. and my husband. We were all together for the Easter holder and spent the night playing cards, laughing, and eating way too much chocolate pie. We all had other things to do–emails to respond to, papers to write, and work to do. But we let it go–just for those few hours. I am so thankful for those moments of love and healing.

  • Cathy Delk - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:57 am

    Spent Easter with friends who moved away…he was our daughter’s youth pastor; married the love of his life, became ordained and now pastor’s a church. We grew close to them over the years, adopted them into our lives and they adopted us into theirs. When they moved away, his comment to me was how we’d have to work to stay intentional…intentional to be a part of each other’s lives. I LOVE being like a grandparent to their three precious children (7, 5, and 7 months) and having those precious children to spoil. It was wonderful to slow down from “every day life” and be intentional and love on this precious family.

  • Tracy - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:59 am

    I talked to my sister on the phone for the first time in OVER A YEAR last Monday. We had gotten into a huge argument last Easter & I had been trying to reach out and make things right again since last fall…even if she felt I was wrong & I felt she was wrong.. There was a lot of hurt, especially after she didn’t even bother wishing me a happy birthday last month. Life is too short & it’s not worth fighting over something that happened over a year ago.

    After my birthday, I had been praying everyday for God to help me with this & had been asking everyone that was close to me to pray for our relationship too. God started tapping me on the shoulder to reach out & talk to her. So I texted her to set up a time to talk and we talked later that day. It was that easy actually (to schedule), which I wasn’t anticipating…

    Right before we talked, I prayed that God would give me strength through the conversation, that I wouldn’t let my emotions get the best of me, that I wouldn’t cry (I thought “ya right” as I was praying that) & let me tell her how I felt in a way that would honor Him. Through my ENTIRE conversation with her, I knew that God was in my room with me. His presence was wonderfully overwhelming! I didn’t cry once during the conversation. My face was bright red & I was shaking through the entire conversation but my voice remained calm and my words were honest but tactful.. her & I are on good terms now! Never thought it would be.

    My favorite song has lyrics that say “Let us become more aware of Your presence…let us experience the glory of Your goodness.” And those lyrics mean so much more to me now after God was with me in my room that night – giving me strength and keeping me calm and healing my relationship with my sister. I’ll remember and cherish that moment with His presence for a long, long time.

  • Kristen - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:00 pm

    A few weeks ago I was on spring break for college and my three roommates and I decided to take a road trip to Yosemite National Park because a few of us had never been there. The whole weekend was full of driving, hiking, meeting people, no sleep, eating junk food…it was great. But what I tell people was my favorite part of the whole weekend was on our last afternoon when we walked to Mirror Lake (more like a pond) and sat and talked for at least three hours about life, God, our hopes, our fears, and our struggles of this last year, all while staring up at God’s beautiful creation. My 2014 goal has also been to DO LESS and this moment helped remind me of that. The importance of gathering together and doing the hard intimate work of friendship, because that is where character is built and life happens. It wasn’t even anything spectacular, but it was one of those moments (or hours) that you wanted to last forever, with girls gathered around with no make-up, work out clothes, no boys, no cell phones, no computers, and we could just be us. Just be exactly who God created us to be, and that was enough.

  • Katie Carlson - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:00 pm

    Yesterday was the perfect day. Not only was the sun shining and it was actually warm enough to wear shorts and a tshirt (the Michigan winter was far too long!), but I was able to spend some much needed time with my family. My mom and my aunt set up an Easter egg hunt, which I hadn’t done in SO long, and we got pretty competitive, since my cousins and I are all 16+ years old. I went for a ride in the paddle boat and watched the boys kick a soccer ball around the yard while I got my first bit of sun of the season. What a wonderful day, and a great way to start of the soon-to-be summer vacation.

  • April - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:00 pm

    My sweet husband and I took a little vacation last week amidst our crazy hustle and bustle of the season. You see, he works at our church and has been working so hard on the special Resurrection week services and I’ve been in over my head finishing up my last grad school classes and internship before I get my degree in Marriage and Family Therapy. You could say we needed more love and less hustle indeed! So we went on a little mostly free trip to Florida, we hit up the beach. I dove head first into finishing Bread and Wine again and then into my first novel since Christmas and gobbled up every bite while my Josh snoozed peacefully beside me. One of my current new goals is to start dating God again. So once I got a few chapters done, I got up and went for the most peaceful walk I’ve had on the beach in some time. My phone was nowhere in sight, my school books were packed away, and my clients couldn’t find me if they tried. I watched families flying kites, babies jumping in their sand-water puddles, and birds in flight. I noticed the foam of the ocean water for what seemed like the first time in years and soaked up every bit of the warm sun on my face. And I prayed. For my life, my husband, our future. And just talked with God about what I was thinking and the way the sand felt between my toes and the cold water on my feet. More love, less hustle won that day and I’m starting to think I want it to win more often.

  • Courtney - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:03 pm

    My moment is a bittersweet one. My aunt passed away last week from her battle with cancer. I left behind a busy home, therapy schedule for my kids, school, work and general life crazy that we all have and drove 5 hours so I could sit next to my aunt and hold her hand before she went to be with Jesus. Driving alone and sitting in silence next to my aunt quieted my soul and reminded me of everything really important in life. None of it matters. Relationships matter. My aunt taught me that her whole life..all the way to the end.

  • Emily - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:03 pm

    This weekend I was able to fly home to see family and friends on the other side of the country. I’ve neveriked leaving friends, family & community to start over in a new location but I am learning to appreciate seasons and participate in the community of friends wherever I am.

    It was such a blessing to see life-long friends, sit around the table & a fire, hold babies, eat cake, drink wine and celebrate Easter together.

    As I wait in the airport on my way to my current home, looking forward to being back with that community, as well.

  • Sara Schmit - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:04 pm

    Ignoring all of the dishes, laundry, and messy floors after Easter dinner and watching my kids climb trees and play in the grass last night. The whole family was together and it was a great moment to do nothing but watch them!

  • grace - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:05 pm

    my husband and i took a day to turn off/get off of media. we more intentionally spent time together, had conversations, and just enjoyed each other’s company.

  • Janelle - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:07 pm

    We had a memorial service for my grandmother and afterwards sat around – aunts, uncles, siblings, parents, cousins – and told stories about her life.

  • Ina - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:09 pm

    On a walk in my neighborhood last week, an older gentleman I’ve never met a few blocks over was planting pansies. He callled me over to give some to me – and my introverted self was tempted to nicely refuse & keep walking (to get to the next things on my list). But he was funny & charming and it turns out a lonely widower. My grandparents are all gone, so it was sweet for me to share some conversation with him. And while he said I made his day, the pansies on my porch make me smile each morning. It was a gift I could have so easily missed.

  • Erin - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:10 pm

    The incredible Easter weather made for a beautiful day here as well. My moment was saying yes to making a flower garden with sidewalk chalk with my daughter.

  • Ashley Kelver - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:11 pm

    I recently was given the opportunity to dream a little bit about what my time and energy look like at my job. What an immense privilege to have a boss invite you to dream! In the midst of sorting it all out, I spoke to a college mentor about what’s next and how to write my proposal and my fears about talking about money and time. It isn’t often I get to speak with this mentor, but what I LOVED about that short twenty-minute conversation was her willingness to give me push back. Praise God that we get to form relationships with people that will point us to Truth and freedom and courage. Melissa reminded me about the grooves we form in our hearts and lives, and that this conversation was about work and it was also about my grooves. This moment of connecting with a dear mentor was such grace for my heart. I did pitch my proposal, and I am privileged to get to live out more of my dream job in this coming year. The best part is I am doing it out of a place where my heart is rooted in God’s grace and peace, and I’m mindful of the grooves that are forming. I’m thankful for 9:30pm phone calls and for grooves and for dreams.

  • Sarah - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:13 pm

    Last August I moved to a small town far from my family (1,000) and an hour away from my newest friends in the new place I moved to a year prior. This spring on a whim, I invited a few acquaintances over for a dinner. (One friend mourning a new breakup and the other two struggling to meet people in their age-range). The moments leading up to everyone’s arrival were stressful: will these people bond well, will my food in the oven turn out, etc. (Did I mention I just started reading Bread & Wine?). Dinner didn’t turn out perfect, but that’s what you get for making something for the first time I suppose. On the other hand, the friendships did turn out. We now gather a few times every week to eat and drink, play sports together, etc. Each time, we laugh until we cry and think about how much we will miss this when the times comes for us to go our separate ways. Most importantly, we are each others’ family when most of us live hundreds of miles from our biological family. What a solid way to spend your middle-to-late twenties.

  • Melanie Atkinson - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:14 pm

    Recently we planted a little backyard garden. A trip to Home Depot, some heavy lifting of cinder blocks, and lots of digging in the dirt! We loved every minute. I felt so connected to my kids and my great-grandparents with whom I gardened as a child. Now we are watering and watching–waiting for our seeds to spout. Such a little miracle!

  • Jess - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:14 pm

    Yesterday morning… Through the hustle of preparing, cooking, greeting & setting my husband, daughters and I snuck outside to play in the woods, squish through the mud, pick wildflowers, ramps and climb trees. Resurrection.

  • Lora - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:14 pm

    I spent yesterday afternoon cleaning out and cleaning up my car to sell it. After 11 years, it’s time to move on. Instead of just getting it done and crossing the laborious task off of my list, I used that time to reflect on some of the seasons of life and journeys that car took me through. 145,000 miles of commuting to work, driving across many states to visit friends, meeting my husband, starting a life together and seeing us to this next stage…one that requires 4 doors instead of just 2 doors…parenthood. What I was dreading (cleaning up the car) ended up being so life giving and sweet…much more about love and a lot less about hustle.

  • Sarah Tolson - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:15 pm

    Being a pastor’s family, we celebrate before or after because we are comatose day of. You probably get that. ;)

    So, Friday night, we took our tweens to a sushi place. We put our phones away. We munched on fresh salmon rolls, and talked a bit about why Good Friday was called good. It wasn’t super spiritual, but it was. We then went out for fro yo, and came home to some Netflix. It is how we stay grounded/connected as a family of 4 amid all the busy stuff.

  • Deb - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:15 pm

    On break from our very busy lives in Seattle…..watching my 3 teens “playing” on the beach in Laguna. I just sat & soaked in the beauty.

  • Kelsey H. - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:15 pm

    My significant other and I went to NYC for Easter Weekend. We could have filled our entire trip with running around to visit people and places, but intentionally left time open for each other on Saturday night. We got drinks and cupcakes and sat in the hotel bar next to a fireplace. We talked about our goals and dreams and sometimes we didn’t talk and just sat together. It is SO NICE to be able to be still and silent with someone. I often struggle with being present, but I remember THAT moment and I feel the warmth of the fireplace, I remember how delicious the cupcake frosting was, and I recall the absolute sweetness of being still.

  • Jessica Jordana - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:18 pm

    This weekend I was forced to be completely present for my Uncle’s wedding in Mexico. Not being able to use cell phones was such a gift. As we danced around with balloons and glow sticks provided by the band, I was reminding how FLIPPING awesome and unique my family is. I love them so much!

  • Amy - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:18 pm

    As I carried laundry into my six-year-old son’s room, he looked up at me intently and said, “Thank you for washing those.” I was amazed at how much those words meant to me. That he even noticed what I was doing, that he would think about it being kind, that he would verbalize his gratitude. I hugged him tight and told him he made my heart smile. He so did.

  • Megan Davis - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:20 pm

    This weekend can be a very “hustle” weekend for us. My hubby works in communications at a mega church in our area and they put on an amazing Easter weekend starting with a worship service for Good Friday and ending with a baptism Easter service that was quite spectacular and full of gods amazing grace! We got to host my parents and my in laws for a non-traditional Easter dinner- enchiladas, chips and guac, homemade ice cream- and sitting around our dining room table taking in that moment with our family is something I will never forget. This was our first Easter as a married couple and I feel extremely blessed to have been able to share it with both of our parents at our home!

  • Tiffany - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:20 pm

    I love the morning moments of quietness and peacefulness.

  • Ruth - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:20 pm

    The first week of April I went to visit my daughter in Southern California where she attends school. She is in her junior year btw. She was my college chauffeur. She introduced me to her friends and let me hang out with them. She planned everything for the 5 days I stayed: where to eat & what to do. I felt more love/less hustle when we spent 13 hours in Disneyland. It was my 1st time & she even got me my 1st visit pin! My daughter & I don’t like the roller coasters and the scary rides where we are being spinned and brought up & down, so we just enjoyed the Soaring California adventure, Jungle cruise, Pirates of the Carribean to name a few…

  • Melissa Mancari - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:21 pm

    This past week my classroom was full of excitement and anticipation because Easter weekend was upon us. My fifth grade students didn’t have to tell me that a break was coming up, their huge smiles and lack of attentiveness said it all. Common prepositions and argument essay writing skills lost popularity in conversations among these pre-teens. Instead, my students were whispering and discussing where they were going for the weekend, who they would hug and spend time with, and how many eggs they were planning on finding in the backyard this year. I loved the energy in the kids and I was looking forward to a long weekend as well. It had been a busy week full of hustle in order to stay on track with end of the year goals. I couldn’t end the week without something festive though. Well, instead of providing fun, sparkly craft supplies to make extravagant pinterest-y Easter crafts, I decided to do something different to celebrate Jesus with my students. I had my students gather on the rug on Thursday afternoon after a writing lesson. Even though they are about to be in middle school and feel way too cool to sit on a bright blue rug that says, “Reading rocks!”, I still have them do it. There is something special about gathering as one big group on the floor. I need to be reminded that we are one classroom, one family and I think it is a comforting reminder to the kids too.

    I had my students bring their Bibles with them and explained to them the importance of stopping during a busy day to listen to the Word of God. As fun as glitter pens, pastel crayons, and plastic eggs are, the actual story of Jesus’ death and resurrection surpasses it all. Here is where my moment of less hustle and more love happened. We all turned our Bibles to Mark 15 and 16 and simply read the story together. We stopped for questions, comments, and heart-felt responses. My students and I were so there. We were present and attentive to God’s Word. It was still, slow, and restful. When we finished our reading and discussion, I played the kids a favorite song of mine: “We Love You Jesus” by Shane & Shane. We made a big poster and one at a time, students added reasons why they loved Jesus. Watching the kids go up one at a time, singing the newly learned song simultaneously, I just watched and smiled. The kids wrote all sorts of praises such as, “Thank you for being my savior!” to “He died for my sin.” to “He is still alive and loves me”. In that moment, I didn’t think about anything except my students and how much they’ve grown in their affection for God and life and love and others. I didn’t allow myself to worry about emails, fret over the mess in the room, or stress about the Easter party that was happening in ten minutes. I just wanted to enjoy that special moment with my students and I did. I soaked it in and let that moment start my Easter weekend, feeling blessed and encouraged by 18 10 and 11-year olds.

  • Layne Hellman - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:21 pm

    One moment recently I loved was our neighbors asked us to an Easter dinner last minute and normally I’d be put off with it being last minute and annoyed with the late invitation but we went, and truly enjoyed ourselves! So glad we went!

  • Katelynn Barlowe - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:21 pm

    A few days ago my husband, Ben, and I were sitting on our couch. We are two-years married, mid-twenties, and trying to figure out our lives one day at a time. My husband works incredibly hard at two jobs (both essentially full-time) trying to get his career started. Our future is so uncertain, and we often have anxious conversations about what it looks like to trust the Lord for each step. Our time together is short and often filled with planning and stress.

    But a few nights ago we had a free moment to just veg-out, completely exhausted in front of the TV. I was leaning into Ben, and our cuddly pit bull mix was snuggled against my leg – we were all connected. And then our baby started kicking. I’d been feeling the kicks for a while, but Ben hadn’t yet. I put his hand on my belly and our daughter made a connection with her daddy for the first time. In that moment, there was no TV show, no financial worries, no uncertain job prospects. There were just two people completely in wonder of the miracle of new life. All is hope, all is promise. God crafting a family founded on His love and covenant.

    That moment was a gift.

  • Kelly - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:24 pm

    We had a picnic in the park on Sunday and I laid there on vintage blankets from my grandmother, drinking out of glass bottles and mason jars, baking in the sun. I wasn’t worried about work or deadlines or a clean house. It was magic. I need more moments like that in my life.

  • lauren - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:26 pm

    My moment was two weeks ago. (I feel like you need some context to really appreciate my moment: I live in Ohio and we have had the WORST WINTER EVER. I mean ever.) I was at the beach with my family and my boyfriend and it was warm and gorgeous and I remember thinking I am so deeply grateful for sunshine, to be able to walk on the beach. I mean I love the water, the sand, the sun, the laid back and go with the flow feel you naturally get when being near the water. I love spending time with people I love, I love laughing and reminiscing, I love making new memories and talking about old ones. I love staying up late at night and lazily getting up to the smell of coffee and bacon. I love sitting at the pool and devouring good books that I’ve been meaning to read all year. It was the best vacation and I know I take for granted time with my family, or just time away from my job and the normal busyness of life…but in that moment in the sun surrounded by people I love, it was perfect. More love. Less Hustle.

  • Tara - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:27 pm

    I have been admiring that print since you posted it on Instagram. It’s been a mantra on repeat in my head. Thank you for your words!

    • Tara - Reply

      April 21, 2014 at 12:32 pm

      I accidentally submit too soon…trying to type in a dark room while my kiddos nap ;) I did a 40 day fast from Facebook as a way to honor Christ leading up to Easter and found myself grateful. I was more mindful of the moments of my time, choosing to spend them much more wisely. Devoting extra more focused attention to my husband and children!

  • Diana - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:29 pm

    I am planning my southwest wedding from my new home on the east coast- and I have felt so isolated, so disconnected, so “not a part of” the wedding process. But last week, I was able to fly out to CA just for the weekend and see my bridesmaids. It was a huge trip, with a very quick turnaround, but for that dinner where we lingered over blood orange margaritas and spicy tacos and kicky guacamole, I felt present, I felt home. It didn’t reinvigorate me, but it centered me, and reminded me that I am preparing for a new life- not a big party- and that these women will be a part of it long after the celebration.

  • Sally - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:31 pm

    This weekend, my not so little anymore brother drove the 4 hours that separate us to visit me. It was a special trip because he’s a senior in college and soon moving a plane ride away. He’d never spent much time in Atlanta, where I am living, so we spent the day walking all of my favorite parts of the city. Unfortunately, half way through, rain rolled in. I remember thinking initially, “oh, come on, please not today.” But once I realized the rain wasn’t going anywhere, and I might not get this time with my brother again soon, my attitude shifted and I was able to be present, even though the circumstances weren’t the way I envisioned them to be in my head (is anything ever?!) It was the best day: exploring a city I’ve come to love with my precious brother.

    After he left yesterday, I sat outside and cried tears of joy. For the weekend, rain and all, for the gift of being, for his efforts to come all the way to visit and for the blessing it is to have him as family.

  • Heather || Heather’s Dish - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:33 pm

    Honestly just now, tucking my boy into bed for his nap. He was in such a snuggly state, and rather than jump up and leave the moment he closed his eyes I lay there beside him and just breathed him in until his little hand let go of my finger. It’s amazing how precious and few those moments are as they grow!

  • Christie F. - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:33 pm

    My oldest son had his first t-ball game on Saturday…it was a perfect spring day but more than anything it was watching him light up that made it perfect! To see your kids excitement in life and go after something they enjoy is awesome.

  • Ashley - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:34 pm

    Saturday afternoon we had an impromptu family game of baseball in the backyard – my mom and dad, husband, 2 brothers, sister-in-law, 2 nieces, and 2 nephews. Our spectators included my other sister-in-law and our family’s newest addition, her 2-month-old baby girl. The weather was perfect, the summer beers were cold, and the competition was fierce but friendly. We had a blast! :)

  • Amy - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:34 pm

    The past ten months have been a time of “more love, less hustle.” Coming out of a particularly packed season, my husband and I moved back near our family and I did not take a ministry position in a local church. Instead, I slowed way down (or rather, the Spirit slowed me way down), and began to notice my natural rhythms. I spent some time with a counselor, joined a gym, began to enjoy cooking, spent entire evenings with my husband (rather than hustling back to church for a meeting or small group), and allowed myself to say no more often. One of my favorite “less hustle” moments was this past winter. My husband and I started playing a board game together after dinner! We could compete, laugh, joke, and enjoy each other. This is our second year of marriage. In our first year, I wondered if we’d make it…I was working so many hours, especially in the evening, we were lonely, we fought all the time, I was exhausted… But after a year of more love and less hustle, I am peaceful, grounded, and have hope for what’s next.

  • suzanne - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:34 pm

    A couple weeks ago, we sat in our living room, talking through an friend’s life story with him, loving him through some struggles, realizing yet again that this whole story we get to be a part of is just not about us. It’s not about our kids, it’s not about this man either – this story is about God, and we just get to be a part of it and bear witness to His glory.

  • Kristin Golemon - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:35 pm

    My moment is really a sweet time on Easter. A good friend of mine and I planned to throw an Easter party. She and I also lead a small group of college students together, and on Good Friday, tragedy hit the heart of one of our girls, and it’s been a time of intense feeling and mourning. Easter came, and though we weren’t fully in a place of being able to celebrate, our friends came together for brunch and it was just the sweetest time of joy, love, and support. It was so beautiful and needed. It was the perfect breath of peace, in a time we couldn’t have expected it or known we needed it. Praise the Lord.

  • Annie Koeller - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:36 pm

    One great moment I had this holiday season of Easter was yesterday at our family’s gathering. I was standing between my grandfather and uncle in-law–both who had lost a loved one, Laura Phillips. As we prayed over the meal I could greatly feel the Holy Spirit flowing through me offering songs of comfort to their souls. It was beautiful, lovely, and helped me remember not to hustle, especially through prayers.

  • Sarah S - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:38 pm

    My husband and I bought a pair of new bikes. They arrived last week. We have taken them out several times now. The dog runs along side my husband on a lead. The flowering trees dogwoods, cherry, red bud, and others are all in bloom around the neighborhood. And as we head up the hill I notice I lag behind a bit. My bike riding muscles are out of shape and start to burn a bit. I can feel my lungs heaving. It’s a long steady hill. As we crest the top, there in the yard of a neighbor is a little boy with a toy weed wacker following his dad as he weed wacks the yard. And I laugh a deep full laugh as I watch them keep step. It’s the kind of help you just can’t buy.

  • Kimberly Goswitz - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:40 pm

    My mom is fighting breast cancer and my college-aged brother was able to come home for Easter and we spent the day together at church being able to be reminded of the ultimate sacrifice and gift of love when our savior died on a cross so we could live! My mom is having her surgery tomorrow and my whole family including my brother are spending the day at the hospital supporting her. feeling so blessed to have such supportive family fighting for us during this stressful time!

  • Lynsie - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:42 pm

    Very rarely does your favorite band come through your small town, but a week ago I joined some of my bests at a local music hall to enjoy the talented musings of The Lone Bellow. The event came at just the right time, after a roller coaster of a week. Meetings, projects, tough conversations, more meetings, and the constant wonder of “what the heck am I doing with my life?” We arrived early to stake our spots, trying to act cool; we stood and nodded our heads to the folk and bluesy beats. That “what the heck am I doing with my life?” question wove in and out of my mind during one of my favorite songs, and it was as if my mind and heart told my body to climb up on that chair and dance. So I did. So my friends did. And the minutes seemed like hours and the weight of the busy week disappeared with the stomps, claps and wild arm movements. :)

  • Laura Thomas - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:44 pm

    My daughter is getting married in a couple of weeks (eeek!) and my life is somewhat of a whirlwind right now.- in a totally wonderful way. But on Good Friday I had the joy and privilege of leading worship at our multi-campus church service, which was held in downtown Kelowna at our community theatre. 800 worshippers remembering the cross and celebrating our hope in Christ.- it was a morning I will never forget. God was present, and I was present …in every way. Beyond blessed :)

  • Andrea Vaughn - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:46 pm

    It was Saturday, the day before Easter. I was sitting at lunch with family. Everyone was talking, enjoying the meal, the company and the view of the Dallas skyline. I felt pressure to hurry everyone’s enjoyment, as I had made plans. However, I chose to sit and enjoy the moment instead of rushing everyone else due to my own anxiety. It was a good decision. Everything worked out. Thankful to have recieved the gift of being present with my family.

  • Monica - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:46 pm

    I never was the type to give someone else my last bite of something delicious…until Otis (my 18 month old son). This Easter he caught me devouring my Dove chocolate bunny egg. And yep…the last bite went to him. Only a mother’s love!

  • Serena Robles - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:48 pm

    I am a Resident Assistant at my university to a hall of 34 rambunctious, full-of-life, world-changing young women. These past few weeks have been rather rough on me as I will be graduating in 3 weeks, I have no idea where I will live and no idea where I will work right after, not to mention the homework professors LOVE to pile students with as a semester is coming to a close. Do to all these life changes, I have been rather distant with my residents, more annoyed than endeared by their loud laughs and voices.
    However, this Easter weekend, I remained on campus while everyone went home. I took the weekend to lick the wounds of several job rejections and no prospects in sight (by watching Grey’s Anatomy and eating bad food).
    Then last night, my residents started coming back, among them was a girl from Guam who came loaded with food from her Easter along with her older sister and Grandma. Immediately girls flocked to her room for good food, and I was one of them.
    7 of us were crammed in a tiny dorm room, eating and laughing as other girls filtered through, taking food and saying hello. In that moment, content on scalloped potatoes and spare ribs, I listened to the steady flow of conversation around me as my girls told stories and laughed outrageously loud. In that moment I enjoyed the love my residents had for each other–the family they had created over the course of the school year. It had been so long since I allowed myself to stop worrying about tomorrow and the next week and simply be. Yes, I am still worried about tomorrow and where I will live/work, but my time as an RA is almost over. I am committed to living every day with these precious girls being fully here, so I don’t miss a single moment.

  • Helen Wachowiak - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:48 pm

    A moment I loved recently was actually last Thursday where I finally felt the cloud of Winter had lifted, the craziness of being home with a toddler and everything else going on was just gone instantly in a moment of grace and I played with my daughter and she laughed and laughed and laughed! It was probably only 20 mins before she was on to the next thing but it was a pure 20 minutes where I didn’t think about how I hadn’t showered yet and there was a million things to do. An Easter grace for sure.

  • Elise Statham - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:51 pm

    Yesterday my husband & I hosted Easter dinner for family & friends at our abode. When I host dinners I always create a silly game for everyone to participate in before we eat. Yesterday I gave everyone a paper egg and challenged them to write one new dream or aspiration or goal or new piece of living they’d hope to accomplish in the months ahead in light of the new life Christ gave us. Once all the ‘egg-cellent’ responses were handed in I read them aloud and guests had to guess whose had written that particular goal. It was so fun to see everyone in the moment, laughing joyously, and encouraging each other in each individual’s unique response. In that moment we were all so present..and it was good.

  • Katie T. - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:51 pm

    My moment: This past year I have been learning a lot about rest, but it is a lot easier to learn about it then to actually put it into practice. This past Easter weekend, I could have traveled and seen extended family and crammed as much as possible into a short three day span, but instead I took the time to stay home, to actually res. What a blessing it was to have quiet mornings with open windows and good books (one happened to be Bread & Wine), reflecting on the truths of Easter. It was an “a-ha!” moment of what true rest feels like, why we need it and the nourishment that it provides.

  • Ruth Ann Moss - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 12:52 pm

    As a school teacher who has to be at work before 7am, I am often rush rush rushing to get to bed at a decent hour (which is ironically not very restful). Last night I sat on the couch and worked on my scrapbook while watching the office with my husband and when he asked if I wanted to watch another episode I said yes instead of no, enjoying the warm blanket and snuggles and indulging in a favorite hobby. I’m a little tired today, but it’s worth it.

  • Alexandra - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 1:00 pm

    For lent this year I decided to do 1 thoughtful thing every single day. While I try to do thoughtful things each day, the practice of doing something for someone while I was completely present was really special. It forced me each day to stop and do something for someone else without thinking about what’s next while on my phone checking my email and walking down the street. Living in New York I find that it takes such effort to be present each day, and so this practice for lent was very meaningful.

  • Anne Schrock - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 1:00 pm

    This Easter was a beautifu weekend of rest for my husband and I as we are in the midst of moving from our current job into a new possibility, living in an intentional learning community to participate in local social justice opportunities. The past few weeks have been so full of hard conversations and overwhelming fear as we walk into the unknown, Easter became a precious break for us. Through Lent we really understood that lesson of waiting in anticipation and hope that is full of expectations. As Sunday afternoon came and we began to feel Monday and a really hard week looming over us, we dove deep into present-ness and soaked up every last minute we had. We spent our last our in Ohio watching the sun go down over the rolling farming hills of Central Ohio as we blew huge bubbles and tossed footballs back and forth. My two nephews and my neice screamed and burst out laughing, trying to get to the last bubble to pop it, as my mother-in law spun funny stories that she is so famous for, that really never make any sense, but as a life-long teacher, she can’t help but share. That last hour was pure preciousness, full of laughter and complete understanding of what it looks like to “forget” everything else.there was probably more joy and more genuiness to the moment because it helped us hold back the dark clouds of fear and uncertainty for the future and let us experience life “whole-heartedly”–as Brene Brown says.what better journey to have during Easter weekend?

  • J E Collard - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 1:01 pm

    I’m coming to the end of a semester (yea!) where I’ve been working to pass my classes, and where I’m continuing to teach. It’s been too much work to do in one semester. But I’ve been finding solace in the quiet car rides I take to school and to grad school. I find I am fully present for those moments in the car when I listen to music I love, or various teachings. In that space, and that quiet, I cry when I need to, and process emotions. The days after those kinds of car rides are the best: I am more aware and awake, and though that can be scary, I’m proud that I’m becoming more alive, bit by bit.

  • momoftwo - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 1:02 pm

    favorite moment in last couple days, was just sitting at the table with my family after I’d finished eating instead of jumping up to get started on dishes & clean-up.

  • Ashton - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 1:04 pm

    I had my moment driving to the beach with my husband. The sun was shining through the windows and the smell of salt wafted around us. It was a magical moment and I thought to myself- how grateful am I.

  • Ellyn - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 1:05 pm

    I’ve been in a long-distance relationship with my boyfriend for four years, while he’s been living in my hometown and I’ve been at college. He visited this weekend, for his last solo visit ever before I move back and we are able to be together again. On Saturday, we went for a run together and spent some time just walking through my neighborhood and chatting about styles of homes we like, and the reasons we like them. We had no idea what time it was, and it didn’t really matter. It was simple, lovely, and peaceful- the perfect Saturday afternoon.

  • Amelia R - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 1:06 pm

    My 9 yo daughter and I were cleaning out flower beds together this weekend. As we worked she chatted about how much she loves God and how she can’t wait to meet Jesus some day and how she wants that more than anything. It was a precious time of just listening to her heart and being inspired by her love for God, which is solely grounded in the fact that He loves her, not how much she does or her works, but a simple pure love in return for Him.

  • Katherine Bryant - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 1:07 pm

    Last week I was working at an orphanage in Honduras with 100 children who have endured more hardship and pain than most adults will in their entire lives. Each night my team and I would discuss highs and lows from the day, moments that were especially important or touched us somehow. One night I commented on the heartbreak of the system and how there are children growing up never knowing their parents or grandparents. The next day I was playing with a few of the girls and they began to call me sister and grandma. At first I was taken aback at the sincere nature of these names but then began to embrace it as an opportunity to be their sister, mother and grandmother for the week.

  • Austin - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 1:10 pm

    This past Ester weekend was devoted to nature and the outdoors. Having moved into a new house recently—one with a garden— I couldn’t wait to get outside and be the commander of that ship. I spent the entire weekend with my hands in the soil, planting food that will nourish my family. It felt amazing to be by myself for hours, with the worms and the dirt, and I thought this is peace. Love from my husband for giving me time and space. Love from my in-laws who were my garden advisors. Happy Easter weekend everyone!

  • Stacie - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 1:11 pm

    Cooking Easter dinner with my mom and enjoying the results with our family!

  • Penny - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 1:13 pm

    At Good Friday service, as we took communion, we had the opportunity to hammer a nail into a piece of wood. The message was from Colossians 2:14, and the symbolism was a reminder that our sins were nailed to the cross and aren’t being taken off of it. At the end of the service, all the pieces of wood were attached to a cross on the stage and raised up for us to view. Not only did it remind me of the reality of my ugly sin, but also of His forgiveness and redemption, which is SO REAL.

  • Christine B. - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 1:13 pm

    I had brunch with a dear friend this weekend. I loved getting to catch up with her over good food (hot, buttery biscuits to be specific), but what I loved even more was spontaneously getting to spend the rest of the day with her. We talked about YOU and your books and your writing, and I just loved getting to soak up what started as a Saturday morning for the rest of the entire day with her.

  • Nirma - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 1:13 pm

    My in laws came to celebrate Easter with us in our home. We had a lovely meal of mostly take out food which I would have been ashamed to admit a few years ago but am now just content to have my family near me-no matter what we eat.As they prepared to leave, Grandpa settled Grandma in the car and spoke quietly to my husband near the car. I sat near her feet to talk to her and as I did, I noticed her frail hands resting on her lap. I took hold of one hand and commented how cold it felt. She said her hands were always cold and then held my hands with her other hand as well. We sat and held hands comfortably until the guys were done and ready to go.This would seem like a normal happening but my mother in law and I have had an explosive relationship for the better part of our 27 year marriage.Between her Irish temper and my Latin one, we have sparred on just about every subject but mostly child rearing.I am happy that we have these tender moments more and more frequently now and that we have become very content in each others presence. Celebrating a redeeming God on Easter Sunday.

  • Jodie - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 1:16 pm

    Over the weekend I took my 7 year old daughter to a play at a local theatre. Watching her take it all in with such intensity and joy was beyond delightful. Her eyes were wide and bright and she was full of laughter. It was truly a blessing to be there with her in those moments.

  • Taryn - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 1:17 pm

    Saturday, my family and I were getting ready for church. Lawson, my 6 1/2 year old was dressed up and went outside. He dragged a chair and a guitar (that he cannot play) into the front yard. He then made a sign that said, “Everyone is welcome in the band. Only a 10 dollar bill and two 1 dollar bills.” He had put out a Tupperware container for everyone who was going to join his band. And was so upset that no one stopped by to join. It was just precious. He was so determined to start a band.

  • Joy Wolken - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 1:17 pm

    In the hustle bustle of preparing Easter supper for my new extended family (less that one year married), a little voice from my new tiny little niece kept bouncing over the countertop asking “Joy, Joy, when can we play hair?” I didn’t have time, I had potatoes to perfectly roast, ice cubes to put in cups, platters to ensure were perfectly laid out. She asked three times over the course of an hour – and three times, I told her something else I was doing that would delay ‘hair time’. On the third time, I caught myself – turned to my VERY capable husband and asked if he could wrap everything thing up. We went to the master bathroom, set up a stool, and played hair for 15 minutes. We talked about her favorite doll, a girl at school who she loved to play with and her recent sewing experiments with her mommy. It was, without a doubt, the best 15 minutes of my day. All because I stopped the checklist and came down to the level of a child who simply wanted a little time.

  • Helen - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 1:20 pm

    I was working with the 3rd and 4th graders at church on Sunday, and I sat down with a group of the older girls as they worked on the activity. I paused to tell them what that activity meant to me – that as we wrote down our sins, it reminded me that Jesus died for me and for these sins, not just abstract “everyone’s sins.” That moment would have been special enough, but our children’s director had just walked by. She took a moment to touch my arm, look me in the eye, and say “Thank you.” It was a powerful moment for me.

  • Tonya Jenkins - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 1:21 pm

    Had a lovely time with my sisters yesterday, taking a walk and sharing about life.

  • Courtney Geisendorff - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 1:27 pm

    The moment I loved recently happened this past weekend. The kids and I made a homemade coconut bunny cake for Easter. I am always amazed at how my 2 and 4 year old are so eager to help me cook. Sean, my four year old, was begging to help me pour the ingredients in the cake and apply the icing. I have to remind myself to slow down and enjoy the little moments with my kids,because they are growing so fast and I know their desire to help and be with mommy won’t last forever. I hope making the bunny cake will be a memory they hold for many years.

  • Amberlee - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 1:29 pm

    My moment: Sitting in the living room floor reading The Very Hungry Caterpillar to my one year old over and over and over again. Watching her poke her little fingers into the folds of the book and enjoy the bright colors.

  • Sarah Y - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 1:30 pm

    Last Friday a group of young married couples that my husband and I have done life with for the last year and half gathered around dinner, drinks and ice cream cake to celebrate a dear friend. We sat around a gigantic community table in the middle of a favorite Atlanta pizza joint; we laughed, talked, toasted and reveled in the joy of friendship. It was a perfect evening of birthday, catching up and carbs! I left so grateful for community and friends that feel like family.

  • Betsy Karnes - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 1:31 pm

    This weekend my family went on a walk/run! I started thinking oh good, kill two birds with one stone: run and be with my husband and kids. Well we started off running and pushing both kids in the stroller. Then, as usual, my energized 3 year-old, jack want to run too! His running consists of start, stop, gaze at airplanes zooming past, etc. I was saying “come on, jack, let’s keep running!” And I turned around and he was running at me with his arms open saying “catch me mommy!” Melt my heart! From then on my focus was not on the mile markers or thinking about training for the 5k I want to run but instead my little man. I would run ahead and get down on my knees arms open wide and his joyous, laughing and smiling body would come running at me arms wide open too until we collided in hugs and kisses!” I thought “I have to embrace this- this is the BEST thing in life and if a few years he won’t be running into my arms like this!” So, I thought I was being present, but I really was more focused on what I wanted to accomplish out of that time. Once I embraced the family fun, my heart was full and I laid in bed that night teary-eyed and grateful to God for my family and those moments, asking Him to help me not miss them!

  • Marcia Hancy - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 1:31 pm

    For me this moment I’m sharing makes me tear up to think about. This last week I was able to be a
    entrusted by a friend as she started her journey towards healing after a lifetime of pain, abuse, scaring and
    hurt beyond anything I could ever imagine. She shared with me a part of herself she has shared with very few people. Her hope through Christ and her decision to no live in the lies,shame and guilt is one the bravest things I personally have ever witnessed. I love that I can walk along side her through journey.

  • Heather Mariani - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 1:35 pm

    My son has autism and ADHD, getting him to clear his room is a chore. This weekend, he kept disappearing, I found him in his room cleaning. One time, I pulled him on the couch with his sister and I. We snuggled and movies and as usual, he had his commentary and questions, which usually earns him a “shush”. This weekend, I paused the movie and replied each time. I am blessed that he is a snuggle bug and is brilliant. He makes you look at life differently and to enjoy it more. He is my less hustle, more love.

  • Nicole G. - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 1:37 pm

    I have been consciously trying to live in the moment, so there have been many lately. I think one that pops out is yesterday at church. During the worship time at Easter service, I just had this insane sense of love, joy and peace, and I saw my husband and just felt so blessed. It was such a special time.

  • Molly - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 1:38 pm

    After suffering heartache 3 weeks ago, my small group joined for dinner at a friend’s home. We sat on the back porch with our food and wine and talked for hours. Their loyalty and support has carried me through this challenging time. That night I was able to cry, open my heart, and laugh in a way I would never have imagined possible. God’s presence was with us, and His Spirit washed me with His love. What a blessing.

  • Val - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 1:40 pm

    I loved taking a step back yesterday to watch the ebb and flow of my son’s moving about, instead of directing his traffic of where to go next while roaming on the grass after an egg hunt. After about 20 minutes, he headed over to where his dad was sitting and just plopped down next to him to rest on his own. I’m constantly trying to figure out how to be a hovering worry-wort, and this one time (yesterday) when I let go and let him be turned out to be a good thing.

  • Liz VandeMoortel - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 1:42 pm

    We were all (my husband and I, and our three kids, ages 1,3, & 5) in our pj’s after the dinner/bath/book routine and ready to turn on the Blackhawks game. At almost 14 months, my youngest, Ellie, had yet to show any serious interest in walking. Thursday night, however, she sat in her toddler-sized rocking chair, stared at my husband who sat on the floor about five feet away from her, and took a single, brave step. Her older brother and sister paused (miraculously) from what they were doing and watched as their baby sister waddled haphazardly toward her dad. At the moment Ellie tumbled into his arms, the rest of the family erupted into cheers. For the next ten minutes, we paused from our usual frenetic pace and cheered her on again and again. My three year old, Sophie, would chant “You can do it Ellie!” over and over. The Blackhawks stole and lost the lead in their game against the Blues multiple times that night, but for a few moments all eyes were focused on a toothless, chubby champion of a different sort, and all cheers were for her.

  • Sara Wise - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 1:45 pm

    A moment I have loved recently is amazing family time yesterday for Easter. Things haven’t been the best on the home front so being able to enjoy the beautiful day (beautiful both in weather and celebrating Jesus) was a huge blessing to me.

  • Katie - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 1:49 pm

    My roommate and I had a coffee date last week. We don’t see each other often when we aren’t rushing off to our different jobs with different schedules. Sitting outside in the sunshine and catching up over delicious donuts and coffee was so refreshingly relaxed. We both brought a book, and an hour and a half later realized we were still sitting in the same place. It was simple, but such a blessing to spend time with someone I care about without the usual rush.

  • Katie Em - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 1:51 pm

    Here’s my moment: Last Sunday, my father-in-law was admitted to the hospital where doctors discovered he has a 12 cm tumor resting on his lungs. Devastated after receiving the news, my husband and I went numbly through the week. Last Wednesday was my birthday, and I usually declare the full week surrounding my birthday as “Birthday Week!!!”, but this year, that seemed inappropriate. On my birthday, we received the results of the biopsy –it’s not a cancerous tumor. The sweet relief we felt as we were able to celebrate this news was the best birthday present; and that’s my moment.

  • Jen - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 1:52 pm

    This Easter weekend my family and I wanted to slow down and rest. We drove half a day to stay with my brother and sister-in-law at their ranch. The ranch had silence, good work in nurturing the animals, and an easy pace. The sweetest moment was watching my brother and sister-in-law bond with my two young children. Mornings were drawn out with cups of coffee, hot cocoa, and snuggles. Seeing the genuine love between my kids and their aunt and uncle was a beautiful experience that I am thankful to have been present for.

  • Volney - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 1:53 pm

    My fiancé and I took some time this week to reconnect over a great meal. It was a wonderful opportunity to be present with one another and spend time without distractions.

  • Rachel K. - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 1:53 pm

    Yesterday during the Easter holiday hustle and bustle I had 3 places I need to be; church, to friends for brunch and then to my grandmother’s house. By the time I reached the third stop I was pretty exhausted and had honestly been tempted to feign illness and stay home. I got there just as Noah, my nephew put on his wet-suit to go swimming. (side note: a 5 year old in a wet suit is quite possibly the cutest thing on the planet.) I live in Los Angeles so the weather was permissible for the first swim of the season, however the pool temperature was NOT. Noah asked me if I would come swim with him, to which I replied I couldn’t; I didn’t have a bathing suit (and I didn’t want to freeze, I was tired, I’d rather just sit and eat deviled eggs, etc). But as I watched him play by himself I was reminded of the many, many years I had in this pool playing with my cousins. We always remembered the first swim of the season and fought to make the inaugural dive. I remembered my dad and my uncle getting in with us and how we’d squeal with laughter while playing our own version of Marco Polo (but replacing those names with the names of our favorite super heroes.) While I sat there and reminisced I recalled that I had did in fact have an old speedo life guarding bathing suit at my parents house a block away. I knew I had no excuse, I had to get in.

    Did I have goosebumps the entire time? I did. But I cherish the squeals of that precious boy, knowing that one day it won’t be quite as cool to get in the pool in a wet-suit in April and scream about hidden treasures and Batman. That sweet boy reminded me to stop and love.

    I am grateful.

  • Katie - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 1:55 pm

    A few weeks ago, I made a trip out to Disney World to visit my very best friend that works there. Though Disney is not the most relaxing vacation, I left my email and my desk behind and took a spontaneous trip to visit my sweet sister at her new home. Among sunshine, lots of pictures, and lots of laughs, we enjoyed Disney as guests. Mickey even sang us happy birthday! We drank in the magic of Disney and observed pure joy from the families around us. There is not much sweeter than celebrating life and vacation with a best friend!

  • Katie Deitrich - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 1:55 pm

    My moment: Watching my little red head, Jack, toddle about on a fresh green lawn at my in-laws, eyeing each Easter egg, then delight spreading across his freshly freckled cheeks, then gingerly plucking them from the clumps of tender grass. The tradition gains more meaning every year as a new child in the family comes of age and gets to search for the eggs. I’m amazed at how such a simple thing can bring me so much happiness.

  • Kristina - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 1:56 pm

    This weekend I went up to Tahoe to visit my parents who recently transplanted from socal. Every weekend since their move, I look forward to their sunday night phone calls when they share all about the new adventure they tried out and this weekend I was actually able to participate in their adventure. We took a beautiful long drive out near Kirkwood to a remote lake. Most of the snow in the Tahoe basin has melted by now, however this area of the mountain was still thickly covered. We put on snow shoes and stomped our way through a very empty forest to a beautiful half frozen lake. It was like nothing I had every experienced in my life. The combination of being in the middle of God’s jaw dropping creation, moving my body, and spending quality time with my parents brought about a peacefulness and love that I rarely experience. It felt like precious gift, that I have continued to carry with me into this week…

  • Laaur - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 1:57 pm

    I felt loved recently when I was waiting for choir rehearsal to begin on Maundy Thursday. I was milling around and my wonderful pastor, Jack, came over to talk. He mentioned having seen a photo I posted on Facebook of myself with my father. My father passed away several years ago and right now, as I am planning my wedding, I am really struggling in my grief. Jack asked a bit about my father’s illness and death, and after I explained, he said very simply, “It’s a very sad thing.” I cried and apologized for my tears, and he said “Tears are okay. They make sense. You don’t need to apologize.” He gave me a hug and let me cry with him for a few moments. I felt so loved in his openness, willingness to talk with me about tough stuff, and his being A-OK with my emotions. I felt accepted, scars and all.

  • Kim - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 1:59 pm

    My kids love playing hide and seek. They convinced a few family members to play yesterday after our meal. They returned to the table saying they couldn’t find Grandma so I helped them out. We looked all over and I commented that Grandma was probably getting a good laugh over the fact we couldn’t fine her. I finally spotted her and laughed so hard I cried as my kids walked past her over and over again. It felt wonderful to laugh so hard.

  • Jane - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 2:01 pm

    Yesterday my two year old was sick. So instead of hunting Easter eggs and visitng our family and friends we stayed home. I didn’t think of everything we were not doing, I just enjoyed snuggling my sweet boy and watching too many episodes of Thomas the Train.

  • Geneva - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 2:02 pm

    Family time and friend time this Easter weekend.
    Such a joy to just stop and slow down.

  • Arielle Wilburn - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 2:03 pm

    Last friday, I got the opportunity to be celebrated and appreciated by one of the most hard working couples I know. For the past two years, I have had the opportunity of spending two hours once a week playing with their Daughter Naiya. Naiya, is the sassiest three year old I have ever known. She teaches this 22 year old how to unapologetically love the skin you’re in and dance hard. Every Friday, I have the pleasure of spending two hours in Naiyas world, singing, talking and taking life slow. Naiya, also happens to be handcrafted with Autism. The world tells her she doesn’t know how to love well, tells her that she is limited in what she can and cannot do. And Naiya, has the best ways of proving them all wrong.
    Loving on Naiya always feels a little bit selfish because she loves me in ways I never thought I could be unapologetically, unfiltered and reminds me in every way the type of love Christ pours on us everyday.

  • Joy Lane - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 2:09 pm

    Last week one of my dear friends needed a listening ear. I didn’t really have time that day, but I felt the spirit telling me to go. In the midst of conversation the doorbell rang, and an edible arrangement was delivered to her. We sat around the arrangement eating fruit off of sticks, and praying for the boldness to step out of our comfort-to live as the people God made us to be. We laughed, cried, and were filled with such hope.

  • Leah G - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 2:10 pm

    Yesterday, I sat in the sun, feet propped up, while my littles played in the sun. They would bring me toys and puzzles to ohhh and ahhh over, and I was still able to soak up the sunshine and rest that my body needed after a hard week.

  • Stacie Tippett - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 2:10 pm

    One of my good friends is in the process of starting her own jewelry business. She came over my house the other night for me to help her price some of her recent pieces that are going to be used in a fundraiser auction. We were on a time-crunch because the pieces had to be shipped out the next day. As soon as she walked in the door though, we sat down to a meal, poured some wine, and shared such blessed conversation about how the Lord was working in our lives. Those were precious moments. Moments we should have been rushed and working, but instead we were eating and sharing. Later we started the pricing, but the bonding through conversation and fellowship continued and made it so much less stressful.

  • Bethany - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 2:15 pm

    The night before Easter, we got to sit around a fire and talk with friends. For hours. Before we knew it, it was 12:30 at night. It was a great time to just be present in the moment. That night, I went to bed without cleaning the kitchen, which doesn’t happen often. But it felt great just to be in the moment.

  • Jenny - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 2:17 pm

    I went to wedding on Good Friday (which I at first thought was bad timing!) of two older friends beginning a second marriage. It was very small so I didn’t expect it to have a large reception. But, they ended with a nice dinner at a small restaurant. I only knew one other person who was there, but the experience of a nice dinner and glass of wine with people who I had never meant but immediately felt a connection was so joyful. A perfect way to remember the joy and community that Jesus’ death brought to us.

  • Molly - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 2:22 pm

    I took care of a mom who was in labor on Easter Sunday who had lost a full term baby a year ago. I loved her and celebrated with her as she and her husband welcomed her healthy baby into the world! God is so good!

  • Hannah Greiving - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 2:23 pm

    My new favorite moment is when there is no documentation of it happening. We live in a world where every meal, outfit, event, afternoon in the park, must be captured and shared. Kinfolk magazine had an article a few months ago about Undocumented Hours, it changed my perspective. This is my favorite paragraph: “Let’s all remember, now in the presence of one another, that our memories are enough. May we live to remind each other to partake of dinner without pause for a clicking shutter or a scribbling pen. Stay here, drink more wine and let the memories of a time exist by themselves within you, and between you and the others. And may your art be a sincere reflection of what already exists, not a post of projection for what we desire.”

    So to answer your question about my moment, I would have to say it was celebrating Passover with my small group last Wednesday. Two small groups from our church decided to meet at one of our homes and celebrate what we called a “pinterest passover”, due to the fact that it wasn’t going to be as authentic as we would like, for practicality reasons. We met at an old 1800s farm house in Columbia TN. We were in the middle of no where, while the sunset and we had a moment of remembrance for what the Lord had done for generations past. Adults and children gathered in the small living room and we ate the unleavened bread, wine, bitter herbs, parsley. Different children asked their parents what each item meant and the father or mother would read the passage that explained the reason why the Israelite’s ate them. It was beautiful and simple and we were all there in the moment together. I savored the entire night for the moment we shared in a community over a meaningful meal.

  • Jennifer - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 2:24 pm

    My sweet moment was getting to meet my new nephew this weekend!

  • Beth - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 2:25 pm

    I had been gone all week last week for work and got in late Friday night. My husband and I got up at the crack of dawn Saturday to head up to the mountains for our last ski day of the season, and to our surprise there was zero traffic! We got to Winter Park over an hour before the lifts even opened and decided to go out to breakfast. Catching up with my husband after a long week, over the greasiest, most delicious plate of food, was the highlight of my week.

  • Sarah - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 2:32 pm

    Playing battleship with my sick kiddo, while the to do list takes a nap :)

  • Hannah Hansen - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 2:37 pm

    Yesterday for Easter our Life Group from church got together to eat, play yard games, have an egg hunt, and just fellowship together. While we were all outside doing various activities I looked around at my wonderful Life Group and thought about how blessed I am to be able to do life with these people. Newly weds, brand new parents, college students, and married couples with a bit more experience. We are all in such different places in life but have all been given the grace of Christ and are able to share in that. Every moment spent with tbis group is a moment to cherish and celebrate God’s work in our lives.

  • Emily C. - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 2:40 pm

    Oh how I love and need that simple print!

    My moment was a few rounds of Uno with all the boys before hitting Easter dinner prep. Our 6 year old won the last round and had a spontaneous entire body happy dance.

  • Sarah - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 2:43 pm

    Yesterday, I spent Easter Sunday worshiping and exploring with loved ones. Visiting in a city far from my prairie home (where it snowed yesterday – yuck!), I relished in the coastal mountain sights. With a london fog in hand, I breathed in the views and the freshness of the air. My highlight of the day, though, came when we stumbled upon a bed of flowers. Dew still hanging on the colourful petals from the early morning rain, blooming with resurrection hope. As I witnessed the petals bursting forth, I couldn’t help but think back to the morning church service we attended. Indeed, He is Risen! Bursting forth in glorious day, up from the grave He rose again! What a joy it is to celebrate with creation.

  • Holley - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 2:46 pm

    I am a complete and utter Type A, organized, and self-admittingly semi-obnoxiously organized person. Being present in life has always been a challenge for me, I even have the phrase “Be Here Now” taped to my refrigerator as a reminder to embrace life. Some days I feel that I am getting better (getting older, having a six year old, these are things that will force it sometimes) but other days I stink at it. My friend came over for lunch and a walk about a week ago…it was a beautiful, crisp, sunny, spring-is-coming-Chicago-so-please-hold-on kind of day. She came for warm soup and we ate and then were going to head out for a walk. When we were done with lunch she and I started to clear our bowels and I literally froze, stopped and told her to put it all down. I said, let’s just leave it. Then we walked. Then we came back, sat in the sun-warmed living room and just visited and shared with each other life. It took all of the willpower I had to refrain from clearing that table but, if I had, I would have missed the chance to just be in the presence of my dear friend. Dishes can wait, they will clean. Life doesn’t wait. Small victories! Small reminders of just being present in the moment to do this thing called life.

  • alison - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 2:47 pm

    I’m the queen of multitasking while feeding my 6 month old baby girl. Internetting, reading books, watching tv, grocery lists, etc. But there have been a few times this week where she has touched my face and just really looked into my eyes and forced me out of those wasteful moments and into some sweet time with her.

  • Amber - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 2:50 pm

    My ten-year old niece was baptized yesterday by her grandfather on the other side of the family during the Easter service at their church. Even from behind my camera, the tears welled up in my eyes. What a beautiful heritage for our family – to see another generation choosing Jesus and living with intentionality. Love.

  • Betsy - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 2:53 pm

    We took a wrong turn on our drive home from church this Sunday. Normally when my main squeeze misses giving me navigation queues I criticize, but our accidental mis-direction lead us to a beautiful bridge, over a full creek that lead right to a stunning quaint little church. Instead of fighting/bickering or angry silence… Love abounded and we hopped right out of the car and opted for adventure!

  • Mary Beth Picker - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 2:56 pm

    Although the weekend full of hustle and bustle, seeing the look on my sweet boy’s face when HE found the special egg his uncle hid with $5 in it was worth every moment of cooking and cleaning. Sheer delight at finding a little bit of hidden joy.

  • Laura - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 2:56 pm

    My dad’s 66th birthday and Easter fell on the same day. The celebration was one i will never forget.

  • Casey - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 2:57 pm

    My husband and I had Good Friday off, so we travelled down to my parents house because my high school had planned the first annual alumni softball game.

    In the afternoon before the game my dad, husband and I had some sweet moments playing catch and wiffleball and my brother joined when he got home after coming back from college. It was fun and brought back memories of playing in the back yard when we were little while mom was making dinner.

    And the softball game was such a great time of laughter and catching up with people I hadn’t seen in so long! Our skills may have faded but our memories haven’t!

  • Lauren S - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 3:03 pm

    Yesterday, after Easter services and lunch, I really just wanted a nap, but my 4 month old daughter wouldn’t go down for her nap. So, even though I was exhausted and there were a million things I could of done if I wasn’t going to get a nap, I sat and rocked my little girl and sang songs and we just were. It was wonderful.

  • Jess - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 3:06 pm

    I work at a summer camp in Colorado for the summers, and a few weekends ago the directors flew the nine members of the summer staff leadership team out for a retreat. We stayed in a big cabin in the Rocky Mountains. Our hearts were overwhelmed by the sheer joy of the reunion and our incredible excitement for upcoming summer. We were leaving on Sunday afternoon so Saturday night was our last night together. We packed far too many people on the couches in the living room and sat in the warmth of the fire. One of the boys quietly played guitar and we spent the evening praying over each other and worshipping, then naturally transitioned in to a rowdy game of catch phrase. I loved to sit and enjoy that a joyful heart is worship, and long distance friends foster a heart of gratitude for the moments/hours/weekends that we do get to spend together.

  • Kristen - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 3:15 pm

    My moment: My husband and I are expecting our first child – a boy, due in June – so the past several months have been special in many ways, but one particular night, I awoke in the middle of the night to hear my husband softly praying for our child. His hand was on my belly and he was sweetly echoing my own desires and dreams for our little man, namely that he grows to know the Lord. The moment was so precious that I didn’t dare disturb it by letting my husband know I was awake. I just savored his words, silently praying along.

  • Lauren - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 3:15 pm

    Recently my almost 2 year old fell asleep in his stroller in Target. I was not too happy with his nap timing, however, got what I needed without racing. I walked home and of course he woke up 2 minutes before getting in our Chicago condominium doors. I could have been so bummed by the lack of work time I would have while he slept, however, I wasn’t. I chose to be so present. We walked back out to the park next to our building and my son and I just ran around and played! My phone stayed in the stroller, and there wasn’t a single distraction from our time together. We played for almost 2 hours. That evening after he was bathed and in bed, I shared this experience with my husband, and began crying. I had not realized before that moment how much I needed that play time with our son. A short nap can often result in a great reminder of why every connection with our children helps to build and shape their memory lane!

  • Lisa - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 3:16 pm

    Saturday night we had dinner outside with my parents. After eating, my three year old gathered is up to the top of the hill in our back yard, and had is all race down. It was so fun watching everyone run down…. especially my 1 year old. He was so excited about this activity, and tried so hard to run without falling.

  • Sarah Caldwell - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 3:17 pm

    My moment was this weekend. My husband and I usually travel on Easter weekend to see his parents, (since mine are deceased), but this year, we stayed at home because of the CRAZY-HUGE-HUSTLE we’ve been in the midst of: getting our house on the market, and trying to sell it. I had been plagued with migraines, and root canal/dental procedures this week, and my husband was given his first few days off in a row for the first time in months. On Easter Sunday, instead of singing in the choir, I went to the service with my husband, held his hand, praised the Lord from the pew, and took in the beauty and majesty of the Resurrection in quiet and reverent awe. Since we don’t have children, or family in the area (we are struggling through infertility right now), we came home to a quiet house, and soaked up the rest. We then grilled lobster and shrimp on our outdoor grill, and I sautéed some potatoes, haricot vert & mushrooms in a skillet, and put together simple salads. We ate that meal together, and snuggled close, and thanked the Lord for rest and rejuvenation. I pray one day we have the blessing of a child, and I look forward to the upcoming trip to see my husband’s family, whom I love so very much. But we needed a treasured moment of stillness. It was truly a ‘more love-less hustle’ day, and I am forever grateful.

  • Carrie - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 3:17 pm

    The moment I loved and was truly present for recently was yesterday when I held a precious newborn baby girl.

  • Maeve - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 3:18 pm

    Saturday night, my family and I took a detour on our way home from a really good, full, jam-packed day spent with my future in-laws. Mom wanted to show me this pretty vineyard she had went too with some lady friends and even though it was closed, she insisted we at least drive by and see it. My Dad led us there, with a little resistance [he was tired] and Matt [the fiancé] squirmed in the back a little [he had to pee]. Despite all the reasons not to go – we went; we drove the 30 minutes out of our way to go. Thank God we did. When we arrived, the sky was painted bright red, orange, pink – bursting with light and color. The rolling green hills were layered with green shadows. A few cows sat in the field chowing down on grass; completely unamused. I ran out of the car and into the field and yelled for Matt to join me as if I were little girl again. I threw of my shoes and dug my toes into the cold, soft grass, arms outstretched, and my eyes fixed on the sky – the vastness of that beautiful sunset silenced me. All I could hear were birds chirping and the soft, cool sound of night falling. I felt so small in that field, but yet so a part of something beautiful and limitless – like God had painted a flawless painting for me to play in. That night was a blessing; all because of a little detour and my willingness to show up, let go, be present, and choose joy.

  • Cara Strickland - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 3:22 pm

    I would love to win one of these!

    My moment:
    Yesterday, I was planning to be alone for Easter, but decided to reach out to a friend at the last moment. She kept introducing me as part of her family to people, and even though I spilled a chocolate pie all over my car, she made me feel part of things, even bringing me to a family dinner she was crashing. I was welcomed by dogs and samples of beer handed to me as I walked in the door and real hugs and sincere words. Such a gift to this single person.

  • Michelle - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 3:23 pm

    Sitting at our dining room table shedding tears with and for my 16 year old ballet dancer daughter who had to make the decision to stop dancing due to two injuries. I shared in her heartbreak and it was a really important moment for both of us.

  • Brandi - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 3:25 pm

    My moment happened last week during Passover. Our family has been celebrating Passover for years now. Ever since we partook in a seder with Jews for Jesus, our love for this festival has increased. Our eyes were opened to the whole picture of Jesus. He is called the Lamb….because he was our Passover Lamb! His death and resurrection are all celebrated in this festival. Our family has put together our own order of service for the seder, and every year we seem to work our way through it with more emotion, more tears. It’s just beautiful. A particularly special moment to me happened when my son (9), exclaimed how excited he was to take part in Passover. It was confirmation that we are headed down the right path and imparting God’s whole story to our children. It’s a beautiful way to stop, celebrate Christ’s sacrifice, and begin a new year with perspective and joy.

  • Shelley - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 3:27 pm

    My ‘move less/love more” moment was riding home from church…taking in the energy of a powerful worship service & sermon…feeling the sunshine (finally!!) and
    warmth come through the car window & enjoying the laughter of my husband and kids. So Blessed!

  • Sarah - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 3:29 pm

    Easy. Just yesterday. My husband and I had been fighting over normal “hustle” moments. After a nearly nonstop month of hosting visiting friends and fam that stayed with us, and in the middle of dinner prep for new guests and fam arriving -not to mention my sons birthday happening to fall ON Easter this year (so ninja turtle cake pops were among my dinner prep items) a guest, and my dear friend, reminded me of something. It’s better to have a loving environment to welcome guests into than a stressed out and perfect looking one. Wow! So, as soon as dinner was over I got out of the kitchen and played tag with my birthday boy till I was out of breath, and then played Legos till bedtime. My house is still kinda thrashed, and it’s ok. There’s more love in it now.

  • Mandy - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 3:30 pm

    Walking this morning in the English countryside – watching my 4 year old son and husband walk hand in hand through spring; watching new baby lambs struggle to keep up with their mamas across the lush green meadows; old stone farmhouses burrowed in the early morning fog; finding and throwing sticks in the beautiful lake; watching the protective ducks take care of their chicks. Glad I was able to experience this morning’s beauty through the eyes of my son.

  • Tina - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 3:41 pm

    This past Saturday, our family had planned a beach day with family friends, and as the week got closer, weather changes proving for not so much of a sunny and 75 day, I was a bit tempted to scrap the plans and be productive and get ready for Easter. We headed for the beach with the resolve to come home early enough for me to be productive (aka make cinnamon rolls for Easter, a 4 hour task of waiting, kneading, waiting, etc). It was super windy, we were covered in towels but the conversation was lovely and the laughter of our kids playing was priceless. After the beach, we scrapped the “productive” plans and grabbed Cubans and Sangria with sand still in our toes and the fun continued. I’m thankful that I chose connecting with friends rather than marking things off my list and ending the day with everything just so. It’s easier for me to connect when I allow myself to be interrupted – I’m definitely still learning!

  • Jo ann Bradis - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 3:47 pm

    I had surgery on my shoulder last Wednesday . I knew it was going to spoil our normal Easter Sunday routine. Never the less I had no choice. The first few days were difficult and I really wasn’t feeling well. By Saturday i was wishing I could make it to Church but I knew it would be to much. My husband always visits his mom on Sundays. It’ touches my heart so much that he loves her so much and makes this special time for her. We’ll I didn’t feel to badly on Sunday . I told my husband he should go and keep his weekly visit especially today as it was Easter Sunday. We’ll he would have no part in leaving me home alone. So I told him I would be happy to go with him. We brought some fine tea bags and some treats and had a lovely visit. My mother in law was very surprised by our visit. It was such a blessing to me on such a special day.

  • Kristine - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 3:49 pm

    I got a tattoo last Sunday of the words ancora imparo, which is Latin for yet, I am still learning.

  • Genevieve Y. - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 3:50 pm

    Last week…after my 6 year old son showered and got dressed, he came out of our bathroom with his daddy’s comb. He went up to his 2 year old sister and said he was going to brush her hair….and she let him! It was a sweet moment to witness…watching my older son brushing his little sister’s hair.

  • Mary S. - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 3:56 pm

    Recently my husband and I decided to carve out some family time during the kids spring break. So…we spent half the week visiting family, and then on our way home stopped off at a lovely hotel in Santa Barbara for two nights. Seeing my daughter’s face as she played in the pool with her brother and dad was pure joy…giggling, smiling, full-on belly laughs. I loved watching it. That night, the four of us snuggled in the big king-sized bed and watched a movie together. The definition of “More Love, Less Hustle.” I soaked it in like a thirsty sponge. :)

  • Erika - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 3:58 pm

    My favorite (recent) moment was my two year old telling me “I love you mama.” :)

  • Julie S. - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 4:02 pm

    My husband and I are currently in such a joyous and exciting phase of our lives: preparing for our first baby in June

  • Susie Grade - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 4:05 pm

    Just a couple weeks ago, I was a little down about a message I had given at our church and then I took our 2 1/2 year old son Russell to pre-school. I dropped him off and when I came to pick him up I could see him standing there with all the kids. The door was just cracked and I was in the hallway – so I could see him with the kids but he could not see me. They were singing and Russell was just standing there watching everyone sing – he wasn’t singing the song or doing the motions that the other kids were doing – he was just standing there with his big blue eyes taking it all in. And when I saw him I just delighted to watch him stand there doing nothing. It just made me so happy to stand there and see him. There was actually this dad trying to strike up a conversation w/me but I just wanted to watch Russell stand there – and when he turned and saw me, his face just lit up and he stretched out his arms and he ran to me and he said “Mommy!!!” in the most excited voice and I bent down and wrapped my arms around him and in that moment there was just no where on planet earth I would rather be.

    And in that moment, I just thought – Oh God, how far I feel sometimes from just being your little child, from feeling the freedom to come running to you without pretense or apology, arms raised up with that child-like need for your embrace. With that exuberant “Mommy! Or Daddy!” voice. Oh God how far I feel sometimes from just coming to you as your child – not your employee, not your student, not your roadie – just your child.

  • Kristen - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 4:13 pm

    On Easter Sunday we took a walk after supper with my nephew. With the snow melting the streets were lined with puddles and everytime he would find a new one he would run in, stomping his feet, jumping and just having a ball in the cold water. Instead of capturing the moment on my phone I took in the moment instead, looking at how his eyes lit up and seeing the joy marking his face. It was a good reminder that joy can be found even in the messy moments.

  • Jesica S - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 4:25 pm

    This weekend we celebrated my son’s 6th birthday. No bells or whistles, no big party, just us. We played outside, we went for a bike ride on his fancy new bike, we laughed, we ate, we loved one another. It was perfection and reminded me that the good life is found in the simple things. :)

  • Megan - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 4:32 pm

    Last, night (Easter evening), was my favorite, recent moment. My Easter weekend had been busy, and honestly quite stressful. I so wanted to focus on the death and resurrection of Christ, but found myself being pulled down by my own heavy heart and fights with my family. Being home for a weekend, from college, can be the opposite of restful when my family can be quite stressful.

    Last night, however, I got to meet up with an old friend. I have known this delightful woman since 6th grade. We met in middle school band, the year I moved to a new school after my parent’s divorce and a move. We have been best friends since. Yesterday evening we met at a Red Robin, after dinner, to celebrate her 21st birthday (a little late). Funny enough, neither of us had anticipated the restaurant being closed for Easter. We ended up finding an open restaurant, and ordered some delicious sangria and pretzel appetizers to share…

    We are both so busy recently, with different colleges and majors, decisions to make… It was so wonderful to really slow down and just BE together. We really took our time to catch up… long after our glasses and plates were empty. We stayed about an hour after paying, and the waiter offered to bring us more water while we just sat there. After we over-stayed our welcome, we went to leave, but ended up talking in the car for hours… about deep things we had not talked about before. For the first time in a long time, we really had the time to be together, and to listen. It was wonderful and I wouldn’t have traded anything for it… even a full night’s sleep!

  • Debbie Daniele - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 4:33 pm

    Recently I discovered an organization that I could donate a wedding dress to be re-purposed. Long story short (although you can read about it here…www.debbiedaniele.com) they use these dresses to make gowns for precious babies that don’t come home from the hospital after they are born. Grieving parents having to decide what to bury a newborn in isn’t exactly something for which you’re trained. In that moment of decision all the way up until I laid the dress in a box to ship and prayed over it, I was present, fully conscious of the beauty and preciousness that this dress would someday be wrapped around. This sacred moment is one I will never forget.

  • Vanessa Reichelt - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 4:41 pm

    The Friday and Saturday before Easter my husband and I brought our 6 month old baby boy to Vermont to visit some college friends. We ate amazing pizza with goat cheese and basil, and spent the night on an air mattress in a good friend’s (FREEZING cold) apartment. When our son woke up on Saturday morning, after already having woken up at 2 am and 5 am, I knew he wasn’t quite ready to be up for the day. I brought him into bed with me, and laid the normally very squirmy boy next to me, thinking that this moment would not last more than 30 seconds. To my amazement, he fell asleep, our heads touching, cuddling like we hadn’t since he was a newborn. I basked in this moment.
    Every amazing mother that has gone before me has told me, “Enjoy every moment! It goes by so quickly!” I say, “Of Course, you are so right!” In reality, I don’t enjoy every moment. Hustle gets the best of me. This cuddle time was precious and made me stop, even if it was for just an hour. More love, Less hustle.

  • Laura Mullikin - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 4:43 pm

    Last night I spent some wonderful present time with my daughter while she took a bath. We played with little funny turtle toys in the bath and she let out lots of belly laughs! She is only 11 months, so it was very wonderful and made my day!

  • Theresa Fitzgerald - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 4:44 pm

    My son was home from college for a long weekend from college Valentines day/Prresidents day weekend.. So my daughter decided to join us at home, for an overnight visit and Valentine’s day dinner… And when my son – her twin brother!

  • Lyn - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 4:45 pm

    Serving as the Director of Family Ministries brings many special ‘moments’ during Holy Week. One of my favorites happened last week when the students in our newly developed special needs after school club led our worship service by dancing to ‘God’s Great Dance Floor.’ The 25 students had the most joy -filled expressions I’ve ever witnessed. The church family was moved emotionally. One of those students was my precious Kylee. It was a God-sighting I’ll always treasure!!!

  • Bryna - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 4:45 pm

    It was the briefest of moments; I was trying to quickly respond to emails and plan our meals for the week. Rainy and chilly outside, my 5 and 2 year old were becoming antsy for attention and running all around the house like little maniacs. My 2 year old hit her brother on the back, and before I could step in to parent, my 5 year old had already kneeled down by her, taking her hands in his. He asked “Why did God give us hands?” She looked at him and he answered, “To love and create. We don’t hit.”I have said this to him before, and I love that the lesson has sunk in; enough so that he tries to teach it to his little sister. They love each other so well, and I can’t believe my stupid luck that I am their mama.

  • LesliAnn Finch - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 4:46 pm

    This weekend I was part of our church worship team. During the last of 4 services (when I was beginning to feel warn out) I spotted a friend whose husband died suddenly of a heart attack just over one year ago. He was in his early 40′s. There she was with her 3 kids singing along in worship. As I sang the lyrics “Jesus the Great Commander, you’ve conquered death forever”, I had to pause and wonder if she could truly sing those words and mean it. Does she feel like death has been conquered or like death tore her apart? In that moment, my worship became even more inspired and authentic. I was so moved, I had to talk to her after the service. She told me that most days she can claim that truth whole heartedly. Other days are hard. Yea, I bet they are. That was a powerful moment for me.

  • kathy jurek - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 4:55 pm

    A phone call from a friend that my prayer group prayed with several weeks ago called me Friday with a praise report of answered prayer.

  • Gretchen - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 5:03 pm

    My most recent “moment” was simply taking a bubble bath on a Saturday afternoon. I read a magazine from front to back, and luxuriated in the bubbles, steam, and in knowing that I could just check out for this mini spa vacation in my own home. Bliss.

  • Vanessa - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 5:12 pm

    Sitting with my husband over dinner talking about the future, what we’re scared of, what we’re hopeful for and what we’re excited about. Those are the moments I LOVE!

  • Teresa Ward - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 5:15 pm

    My moment: Yesterday while waiting for our Easter company to arrive, I sat in the living room reading my book and sipping tea. Out our big windows I watched my two boys and husband playing soccer, which was beautiful in and of itself. But the best part by far, was watching my youngest join my oldest in the “goal” between two trees. They had a little conference of sorts I can only imagine the script to. It’s beautiful to watch them play together and include one another so well.

  • Jessica - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 5:24 pm

    I am a third grade teacher, and after a really hard weekend, I prayed for a good day at work. Today I watched my kids welcome a new student into our class with open arms and comfort a peer when someone was rude to her. It warmed my heart so much and made me so grateful to be able to walk through each day with these little munchkins.

  • Sara - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 5:26 pm

    A couple of weeks ago I received a letter in the post. After following a call God has placed on my heart, the letter told me I had passed a preparation course to become a foster carer. There is still a long way to go but I feel that I am doing something God wants me to do. :)

  • Stephanie - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 5:30 pm

    Yesterday I sat at Crissy Field in San Francisco…watching the boats go in and out on a beautiful Easter afternoon.

  • Cassie McCloskey - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 5:32 pm

    This has been a super busy season in our house… We are newly married, newly moved across the state, I am the youth director at a local church, and Nate is in the process of applying to Physicians Assistant school. We had a super busy last month, and one night at dinner we looked at each other and realized we hadn’t spent time fully engaged in one another in weeks. After this realization, we set aside time for date night the following evening. We went to our favorite restaurant, and with live music in the background, we reconnected. Sharing appetizers, laughing at each other’s jokes, and most of all feeling totally reconnected after a long month of long to do lists and quick dinners in front of the TV. We desperately needed this sweet evening.

  • Caitlin - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 5:44 pm

    This past Friday, while looking up in my office bathroom mirror, I saw the distinct crease of number 11 wrinkles forming between my eyebrows. It is only 1 month shy of my 26th birthday, and so I decided right then and there that I wouldn’t let the stress of my career in PR burn me out so young. That thought, coupled with our priest’s homily about Easter being a time of rebirth and renewal, made me realize that I need to take the time to enjoy the little details of life and not let stress overpower the joy. Later that afternoon, I went for a long walk with my cousins after Easter dinner under the bright sun and we talked, laughed, reminisced about our family, and made summer plans together. I felt so renewed afterwards.

  • Danielle - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 6:00 pm

    Exactly 3 weeks ago, I was rushing out the door for the gym. I had glanced at letters in my mailbox, but decided to keep moving. Once I arrived home, I sat down and was puzzled as to why I was receiving a letter from an attorney’s office. Upon opening it, I learned that a very dear family friend who passed in February had made a bequest on my behalf. Immediately tears began streaming down my face, and I heard the echoes of her cousin and hospice nurse at the funeral service, say “She loved you so much.” The experience and overwhelming emotion had nothing to do with the actual bequest. That moment had to do with the act of someone being intentional, that a friend was still giving life and blessing me even after she was gone. With the letter in my hand, dirty gym clothes on, and tears running down my face…I realized in that moment what I was feeling was LOVE.

  • Catherine - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 6:03 pm

    I’m in a long distance relationship, so when I saw my fiancé recently I made a point to be present for the few days we had together instead of dreading having to leave again. It’s amazing how a change of perspective can make your entire day better!

  • Kristen - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 6:07 pm

    Yesterday I was walking around the church following an Easter service. I saw an older woman being assisted by a younger man. She looked up at him and thanked him for bringing her and expressed that the message was something that she thought everyone should hear. It was a beautiful moment to witness.

  • Jeannine Evans - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 6:10 pm

    For the past four years I have been in the process of organizing and coordinating a ministry to a community of refugee families. Along with week by week mentoring and intentional family visits, my (very) small leadership team and I hold quarterly, community wide “main events.” This past Easter was one of them. After being the lead coordinator/runner/list maker/troop organizer/shopper and everything in between for the past years, this event was shaping up to be just like the others. My expectation wasn’t much bigger or better, or different for that matter. While I absolutely love this new ministry and my heart is for this community and their families, I’ve noticed that it’s become easy to get stuck in the constant running around and planning and not focus on the people.
    Saturday came and the event was up and running without a hitch. We had the exact amount of volunteers to help with the two hundred refugee kids that were running around.
    It hit me as I was standing watching everyone interact, that God was moving right at that moment and has been since we started the whole adventure. As I watched children from literally all over the world playing, laughing, and singing with the volunteers who are from all walks of life and ages, it was like a glimpse of Jesus. I realized that this moment is what I’ve been working towards, giving people the opportunity to love on these sweet families. Despite race, religion, backgrounds, or language, as Christians our job is to love and love extravagantly.
    That day, extravagant love meant Easter egg hunts, bounce houses, hot dogs, and chalk drawings. That day, extravagant love was laughing with Nate from Thailand and making faces with Mallorie from Ethiopia.
    Stopping in my busy-check list tracks to breathe that moment in is something I will never forget.

  • Donna - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 6:21 pm

    We’ll see you in Pasadena on 6/20! Being that we’re members at Willow, we’ve watched you speak, read your books, and couldn’t pass up seeing Cold Tangerines in CA. We wanted to be there when you are, too, so we have our tickets (plane & theater) & can’t wait to see how those ladies interpreted your beautiful writing for the stage. Congrats and best of luck! Donna, Gail, & Stephanie

  • Ryan Rogers - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 6:29 pm

    I loved this moment this morning when I looked in the mirror and for just a moment saw what my husband sees, not in a vain, narcissistic way, but in a humble beautiful moment of clarity :)

  • Krista Brennfoerder - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 6:31 pm

    I have recently moved back to the Chicago suburbs to be closer to family and was able to host my sister, her boyfriend, my niece, and my brother in our tiny one bedroom loft for Easter. It felt very special to me to be able to do this because my sister has had a very rough few years, including some bad decisions and a very hard time accepting God’s grace for those decisions. My brother also has had a tough road recently, as he is the only one of five kids in our family without a college degree or a spouse and struggles financially and relationally. As my family likes to do, we packed the weekend with busy- time playing games, the Lincoln Park Zoo, Navy Pier, Deep Dish Pizza, church, etc. At one moment during Navy Pier, we were eating at the food court and everyone was getting food while my brother and I sat together saving a table. I knew this was the only ‘pause’ we would find during the weekend to really talk, so I took that time to apologize for telling him what to do in the past, or being overbearing. Not only did he accept my apology, but he apologized for things as well. This was completely unexpected. The busy food court suddenly stopped moving. The whole exchange took less than five minutes, but I hope it led to some healing in his heart. I know it did in mine.

  • Morgan - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 6:34 pm

    Last weekend my husband and I took a quick weekend trip to celebrate our one year anniversary. We agreed that we would not check our phones unnecessarily during the trip, but try to give each other our undivided attention since that becomes almost impossible during the week. We were so tired by the time we got there and had dinner that we decided to end the night early and rent Frozen. It was so nice to watch a movie together, to laugh and to sing and to talk about it without the distraction of checking our phones for e-mails, texts voicemails or missed calls. It was so nice to be truly present and to enjoy something together.

  • Meghan - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 6:37 pm

    My one year old son is starting to get really interested in books. As a reading teacher, that makes my heart swoon, of course. Over spring break, we read and read and read together. Now that’s the first thing he wants to do when we play. I’m so glad I was truly present with him in order to pick up on his interest and fan that spark into flame.

  • Jen - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 6:45 pm

    Easter was full of the hustle and bustle normally found on Sunday mornings at our house, but with a heightened sense of expectations not quite met. In the stress of getting clothes ironed, exchanging Easter baskets, and packing everything in the car, my husband and I weren’t exactly kind or patient to each other or the kiddos. We finally piled into the car and headed to church. As we were driving my three year old requested his favorite song, a worship song actually. It began to play and we drove quietly while our little boy sang in a gentle, sweet, unassuming voice. I was reminded that my risen Savior doesn’t need our outfits to be perfectly coordinated, or our baskets to be beautifully filled. He just wants us, and our love and adoration. More love, less hustle.

  • Dina - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 6:48 pm

    Saturday before guest arrived for Easter dinner I set my table and all day I just enjoyed how it looked and the expectation of who and what was to come!

  • Rebecca - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 6:49 pm

    I am fortunate to only work 2 days a week and after one long “hustling day” at work, I drove up to see my 3 little girls outside the gates in our front yard (where they’re not supposed to play). My first instinct was to be annoyed at my husband but when I got out of the car and walked up, I could see the three of them were seated around our tortoise George who had just emerged from hibernating during the winter. We literally all slowed down to a turtle’s pace to watch him poke his head around and nibble some grass and other offerings from the girls (leaves, lettuce, a tomato). Sitting together, watching something God created, and feeling the sunshine was such a juxtaposition from the busyness of my work day and I had a sense of God’s great love to me that he has blessed me with so much.

  • Amanda - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 6:53 pm

    My husband and I are new parents to a four month old and a five month old (Yes, you read correctly. :)) After years of failed infertility treatment and two failed domestic adoptions, we became pregnant with the help of a specialist. We are now the ecstatic, excited, and exhausted parents of a healthy baby boy, who we adopted just five weeks before I gave birth to his little sister. Inbetween night feedings and returning to work, there have been moments that were very overwhelming even amidst all the joy. Last week I was watching both of them sleep and it washed over me how God went above and beyond in his answer to our prayers and pleadings for children. I loved moment and the reminder I am part of a much bigger story.

    • Sarah - Reply

      April 21, 2014 at 11:10 pm

      Love this! How amazing!

  • Heather Marriage - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 6:53 pm

    This weekend I was outside with my girls (5+2) trying to think less about what I needed to accomplish and actually feel the sun on my pale, pale face.
    It’s been a long winter.

    The youngest slipped her hand in mine to drag me in a direction of her choosing and I simply didn’t understand what she was trying to communicate with her words. I embraced the moment and went with her, only to discover she wanted to show me the cat.
    The neighbors cat.
    With a diseased eye. Ewww

    Later, on reflection, I was was proud that i had responded to the little fingers in mine. I haven’t always been that Mom. There is always more to do.

    So, this weekend, I own the More Love Less Hustle. Just this once, anyway… until I try it again.

  • Amanda - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 7:06 pm

    My moment happened on Easter. It’s rare to get my whole family together, but we all managed to have Easter brunch in my brother’s backyard. We had eggs, bacon, and cinnamon rolls and it was this beautiful 80 degree day. I think it might have been the best Easter I’ve had as an adult.

  • Steffanie Ballinger - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 7:10 pm

    My favorite moment from recently is getting to spend a week off with my husband, cooking together. We enjoyed watching movies, going to church together (he’s a policeman, so getting to go to church at the same time is a big deal, due to his schedule) and walked around the park where we met right after sunset. :) Favorite moment!

  • Melinda - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 7:19 pm

    I got to see Needtobreathe debut at the Grand Old Opry this past weekend. It was so wonderful to get to be there for that moment. I definitely refrained from taking pictures like I normally would and was just present!

  • Natalie G - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 7:23 pm

    My favorite moment recently was while on a weekend getaway with my husband. We had an afternoon where we just sat side by side in lawn chairs and talked about life, love, and our kids. It was wonderful to have that uninterrupted time to connect and refocus.

  • Penelope - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 7:31 pm

    Grabbing my camera and taking impromptu shots of my 8 1/2 month old. Her infectious smile and laughter made my day. My week!

  • Linnae Jewel - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 7:31 pm

    I just got married a month ago and our first visitor to our home in Shreveport (still can’t believe I live here now) was my mom this past weekend for Easter. I made a pretty good meal, if I do say so myself, and we chatted about Jesus and people over a delicious meal after church and it was simply delightful! Was such a treat to have my mom in my home with my new husband.
    And this is such a fun print!

  • Maren Telsey - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 7:35 pm

    I showed love….to myself (gasp!!) when I went to yoga today. Getting myself out the door is the hardest part, but when I’m there, I feel so much love and gratitude.

  • Kelsey Scherer - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 7:40 pm

    Last Tuesday my aunt from Colorado came to visit here in Madison, Wisconsin, and my other aunties and mom all joined us for a day of catching up and fun. What I didn’t know is that it would turn into possibly one of the best days of my entire year so far. I am blessed with a whole group of women in my family whose strength and joy for life have taught me so much. We talked, shared stories, and laughed all day long, and I got the support I need to make my dreams come true by moving to Brazil in July. This is what the best relationships do for a college student like me….they give us the strength to go out into the world.

  • Elyse - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 7:42 pm

    My sister recently started dating a guy with 2 little boys. Long story short, having kids again at out family gatherings has been nothing short of AWESOME. Being around children has a way of making you realize what’s really important: laughter, hugs, sour candy, hot wheels, hide-and-seek.

  • Alie - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 7:51 pm

    I’ve inherited my Grandma’s knack to hum or sing as I’m doing something ALL.THE.TIME. We are not good singers, we just do it out of habit. The other day as I was singing something I stopped to ask my ‘just turned’ 3 year old a question. Instead of just a regular response, he turned back and sang it back to me. It was a very sweet moment that I don’t want to forget. My Grandma was so touched that he now does that too.

  • Christine - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 8:13 pm

    My moment – seeing my 10 month old son dance and clap along to the songs, flirt and smile with the ladies in the pew behind us, and snuggle with my husband and I during Easter Sunday service.

  • Ashley Beth - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 8:15 pm

    Yesterday we enjoyed our last day of vacation at Jeep Safari in Moab, Utah. We really should have left for home yesterday rather than today, but instead we spent one last day Jeeping in the sandstone mountains with our little party of five. The kids giggled and bounced alongside us and then hiked during breaks in the trail when we were too terrified to ride over the really scary ledges. It was a sweet day spent together and I soaked it all in knowing they won’t be little for long. We reveled in God’s creation and thanked Him for defeating death. Best Easter Day in recent memory.

  • Kayli - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 8:16 pm

    My husband is a head pastor so the Easter season is crazy for us. I work full time at a corporate job so we are frequently running around and multi-tasking a lot. On Saturday night, we went to a service at a different church so that we could enjoy worship ourselves before the craziness of Easter Sunday. Then we went to dinner, and put phones away and just enjoyed being together in the moment and not hurrying. The calm before the chaotic and beautiful storm of Easter Sunday.

  • April - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 8:29 pm

    Coloring my teenage daughter’s hair purple!

  • Christy W - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 8:30 pm

    This past weekend my family was together not just for Easter but also a funeral. This was the first time in several years that my extended family was together. As we ate breakfast on Saturday, my heart felt full. It was full of joy from being with my family and full of hope for the future.

  • Kristy - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 8:33 pm

    Putting my 2 youngest daughters (with 3 older brothers) to bed one night. The baby is 17 months and a 3 year old. I bathed them this night, read them a book, then crawled out of the twin bed and tucked the 17 month old next to the 3 year old and prayed over them before bed. I was praying, they were giggling. And giggling and giggling. Sweet, sister bedtime giggles. I tucked those sweet, sister giggles away in my heart and mind.

  • Kathleen - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 8:37 pm

    Yesterday, for the first time in a year and a half, I signed up to serve at a weekend service. I’m not a sign up for something new alone kind of girl but there I was at the 7:30 pre-service meeting, finding out that I was scheduled to be a door host. It was an awesome experience to see people coming through the door to the auditorium expectantly and I am so glad I stepped outside of my comfort zone and volunteered.

  • Dianna Smith - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 8:53 pm

    We went to a special Holy Saturday service this weekend. It was amazing sitting with my husand, my 8 children, & my inlaws as we listened to scriptures being read about our crucified Lord. When they got to the part when Christ arose we all gave a great shout, cheering, and joyful noises, rejoicing over our risen Saviour. A beautiful time to share with my family.

  • Allison - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 8:53 pm

    I spent the holiday weekend visiting my sister. My favorite part–as always–was our leisurely Saturday morning: a delicious breakfast followed by lounging on the couch drinking tea and talking about all sorts of things big and small.

  • Rachel - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 8:53 pm

    After getting home from a long day at work, I sank to the couch with a pile of work and a massive to-do list. My head was spinning as my eyes darted from pile to pile waiting for me scattered around my living room. The sun was nestled in a pile of cotton candy colored clouds and I could hear birds chirping outside the window. Setting the work aside, I picked up one of my favorite books, poured myself a gin and tonic, and curled up in my hammock. To-do lists will always be there, but the magic of a spring evening won’t. It was exactly what my soul needed- I was wrapped in the grace of that moment. Saying no to the busy hustle and yes to the peace of rest was the best choice I made in a long time.

  • Molly - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 8:56 pm

    Today I had to put my to do list self down for a bit. The kids and I just needed a low key day at home. Every time I thought to attend to email or things around the house, I sat down with one of the littles instead. After lunch, we decided to take a walk in the neighborhood, and before we had even left the driveway, our almost-three year old had his hands full of sticks. Instead of saying, “Come on, Henry,” or “Let’s go, Bud!” each time he stopped, I just waited. He explored ant hills, took pretend snapshots of cars and bugs and people with his stick camera, and made his little sister laugh. We wandered down the road to a coffee shop, shared a cookie, and browsed used children’s books at a thrift store on the way back. And then we picked out pinecones for every member of the family and meandered back home at a leisurely pace. Later, Henry had a teary moment before dinner and came into the kitchen to give me a hug. As I hugged him back, he said, “This is just what I needed, Mommy. I know you’re always right here.” I have so much peace in my heart tonight! I’m quite convicted–in a good way–to keep putting first things first.

  • Amber Hansen - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 8:59 pm

    This past weekend we celebrated Easter with dear friends and some of their family. I didn’t get to go home to see nieces, nephews, moms, and dads, but here I was cooking and hanging with friends so close that we just had to spend Easter together. There in the house, there was no rush, no bustle, no plans. Just slow cooking and talking – and it was awesome.

  • Amy Karolewicz - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 9:04 pm

    This past Saturday, my husband, kids and I were all playing outside and working in the yard. I had gone inside for a while and my husband came in to let me know that he had met our neighbors that lived behind us (who we had not met yet and lived there almost a year). He asked me to come back out cause they would like to meet me. I sat there grumbling cause I did not have time to hang out with people I did not know and also did not want to have small talk with people I do not know. Inside I was angry with my husband for agreeing to this. Reluctantly, I went. We spent the next 2 hours talking with our neighbors and watching our kids play together as if they had known each other for years. I did not just love this family, but it was exactly what I needed.

  • Traci - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 9:18 pm

    I had a tight schedule for meeting my aunt for breakfast and then making the long drive home from my parents where I spent Easter. Instead I ended up spending four hours with my aunt – at breakfast and then in my car, talking about my Grandma who passed away a few months ago and about the family and about God. I didn’t get anything on my to-do list done, but will never regret our time together.

  • Elisabeth - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 9:21 pm

    My moment- This past weekend I took my first vacation for myself in the three years I have been working. While the whole weekend of relaxation and adventure in Iceland helped me forget work and spree love on the friends I was with and the beautiful town I was able to enjoy, Last night my Friend Abby and I sat at a cheap, perfect, fresh local seafood restaurant going through highs and lows of the trip. It was calming and refreshing and an excellent reminder of how blessed we are to be able to travel and how important it is to have more love and less hustle.

  • Lauren M. - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 9:31 pm

    My favorite moment was being in a houseful of people all weekend long. Sitting around the table eating authentic food and laughing and telling old stories. I loved standing around the kitchen and watching multiple generations mingle and laugh at the same things. I loved watching people snap at one another and then a second later be complimenting or thanking them. Family is the truest community.

  • Tricia Clarke - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 9:32 pm

    Today, while nursing my little one, who is already 1 (time if flying!) I put down the book I am so absorbed in. It is “Call the Midwife” and I am engrossed, but now more than ever, I am realizing that my baby won’t be nursing for much longer, and I should just stroke his head and enjoy being his mom as much as I can. Such a sweet moment, with the window open–finally, Chicago!–and a soft breeze blowing. I had to breathe a prayer of thankfulness for this last year and the journey of motherhood!

  • Laura M - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 9:39 pm

    My last pregnancy was high risk and I bled every day from 12 weeks until my son was miraculously born healthy at 37 weeks. The doctors told us over and over again that the pregnancy would not last. I ordered something with my son’s name on it last week and was struck by what a gift of God’s grace it is that I get to order things with his name on it. That he wasn’t expected to make it and that he did and that I get to order things with his name on it. Love it. Humbled by it.

  • Julie Burleson - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 9:55 pm

    Life has been really busy for my husband and I, but last Friday I had some unexpected time off of work for a couple of hours in the middle of what is normally a really long work day. My husband happened to have the same gap, and while we could have spent the time cleaning house, working out, or any number of things, we laid on our bed and talked and laughed and shared about so many things that we hadn’t had the chance to. It was wonderful, and I am so thankful we took that time for each other.

  • Toni - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 10:27 pm

    Watching my dad rock my only child to sleep tonight.

  • Kari - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 10:28 pm

    On Easter I woke up my four year old and the two of us went to the sunrise service at our church. The sunrise service has always been my favorite and lately church has been a bit chaotic with our almost two year old learning to assert herself anywhere and every where. It was nice to sit with my oldest daughter and celebrate our risen Lord.

  • Tessa - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 10:50 pm

    My husband & I spent Easter weekend in Sydney & even though it’s late in the season I really wanted a chance to be in the water (we moved away from the sea last year).
    Waves were up everytime we went to swim, but some local friends took us for a walk along the cliffs. We ended at the perfect cove!
    The tide was in, water perfect temperature & so clear. Throw in some flying fish for fun, as I floated in the water without a care in the world. Better than I could have asked or imagined on the last weekend before winter settles in.

  • Meredith - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 10:58 pm

    On Thursday, my pastor texted me: “Hey. I want this Sunday to be special. I’ve been reading NT Wright, who says its a shame we spend 40 days on Lent and only one day on Easter. Any thoughts on things we can do on Sunday night to set it apart?” This is totally how our community functions with bi-vocational leaders: at the last minute, how can we make this spectacular? Before our Easter service we filled the entry to our chapel with balloons, much to the wild delight of our many kids as they arrived. Then we started our service with a toast and a prayer, with a little inspiration from if:gathering. Sparkling cider filled plastic champagne flutes (because what really is fancier or more celebratory?) and if you were old enough to drink out of a cup, you got one. We waited in sweet anticipation for everyone to get a flute in hand before a kind brother offered our toast: “Let’s raise a glass to our Redeemer, our Hope, our Everlasting Love.” There were little clinks heard all around. Four-year olds shouting “Cheers!” and everyone so caught up in the moment no one took a picture. A brave sister prayed the gratitude of hearts and thanked our Savior who makes all things new. I looked around the room at my adopted family…busting at the seams and beaming with joyous whimsy…and couldn’t imagine being anywhere else.

  • Hallie Irion - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:13 pm

    I had dinner plans with a dear new friend, but when the day arrived, I felt weighed down by commitments and the effort involved in even fun plans like dinner felt exhausting. So when I texted to confirm our plans, I secretly hoped she would cancel. She didn’t. I half lied and said I was excited, scrambled to finish my errands, threw on cute (or let’s be honest: clean) clothes, and raced to meet her. I stood waiting, anxious and aware of each ticking minute. But when I heard “Hallie! My big bird!”, followed by Sara’s infectious laugh, it melted away the armor of hustle I was wearing. We walked to dinner together, after choosing a restaurant with ease, and meet each other’s strides somewhere between my 6′ frame and her 5’2″ one. Over bowls of steaming panang curry, we realized that Sara is trekking through a season so similar to one that I crawled through this winter–one of enveloping exhaustion. And earlier that same night, just as I had been hoping my friend would cancel on me, Sara hoped I would do the same to her. Our souls intertwined that night when honesty upon honesty was met with, “Really? Me too.” The season I just walked out of, like the one Sara finds herself in now, mostly stems from hustle-induced exhaustion. Our pre-med classes can be so draining that even when we still know what really matters, we don’t feel like ourselves enough to let meaningful feelings stick.

    But having a moment like that with my little bird, in an empty Thai restaurant, on April Fools day, is helping to make the good things stick.

  • Ashley Miller - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:19 pm

    My 5 year old son woke up with an earache last night. I gave him some drops and sang and prayed over him while brushing his hair with his little head resting on my chest. He looked at me and said, “My ear hurts, but I feel better lying next to you in your bed.” In the still quiet of the night between his cries and my whispered prayers, I felt so present and closer to him and God. I gave thanks for that moment. Someday, all too soon, he wony be running to me, Mom, anymore. Sometimes the beautiful uglies in life, are truly life’s best moments.

  • Valerie - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:26 pm

    Today my mom and I weeded part of her backyard that she is letting me use for a garden plot. It was so fun to be working together side by side and talking about what we’re reading and thinking about these days. It was a good moment and I’m glad I was fully present for it.

  • Katie - Reply

    April 21, 2014 at 11:33 pm

    My moment: yesterday afternoon (Easter) we spent eating delicious sandwiches in my sister’s backyard celebrating my mom’s 60th birthday. Between the sun setting and the wonderful 75 degree weather it was a peaceful and joyous celebration. We all sat around and loved on my mom while we watched the eight sweet cousins play with each other. Loved every moment.

  • Tammy - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 12:04 am

    The other day I was slicing up an apple for my 3-year-old son. He was standing patiently next to me waiting…. He loves his apples! Suddenly he exclaims, “Good job mommy! You did good.” It made me smile to hear his praise but grateful to see he understands the act of encouraging already.

  • Emily - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 12:09 am

    Since January I’ve been in a particularly bittersweet season of transition with a three year relationship ending. I’ve been quite struck by the idea of God bringing new life from death–and how sometimes things must die to resurrect in whole, new, healthy form–like when doctors have to re-break a bone for it to heal properly. That moment (or season) of breaking is so painful and feels so piercing, unfair and never-ending. But as the healing starts to trickle in I’m noticing a deep, rooted, sweetness transfiguring the pain turn to growth. On my evening walks and runs I’ve felt this hopeful truth shouting and dancing to me from the sidewalk as I’ve witnessed the stark contrast between the still-bare trees and the trees bursting with colorful spring blossoms. I guess I’ve never slowed down to notice this contraposition of new life and death standing right next to each other. I spend many afternoons running at my favorite park in Kansas City after work. Often it’s a quick spin around the park a few times before I hop back in the car to attack my to do list. Tonight I slowed down after my run and took a seat between two of the most beautifully potent flowering trees to enjoy the sun sneaking behind a backdrop of trees not yet in bloom. The scene was a compelling reminder of God’s power to resurrect. He certainly has done resurrection work before and He’s all about transforming not only winter trees to spring, but also crusty, bruised, battered heart places to vibrant and robust and beating.

  • Ashley - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 1:57 am

    My Moment: Sunday mornings are usually get dressed real fast, eat something quick and let’s make it church on time. But, this past weekend for Easter, I woke up extra early to get ready and my 3-year old daughter named London came in to get ready with me. She wanted to switch her earrings and we were looking through her London-themed multipack selection. She came across a pair of hearts and she said, “Mom, I want to switch my earrings to the hearts because Jesus is in my heart.” I gladly switched them and was so deeply touched. We continued our morning with sit-down breakfast and then headed to church.

  • LB - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 5:34 am

    One of my favorite moments recently has been to see my 15 year old son playing with my five year old daughter, and her giggling response to him. I don’t ever want to make him aware that I notice so I often just sit back and watch from a distance, but it is one of those times that make my heart truly smile

  • Emily - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 6:52 am

    Easter Day was gorgeous weather in my neck of the woods, as well…loooong overdue after a much too long winter. I smiled when I read your post, because we did the exact thing at our family get-together…we hauled the food outside, enjoyed the warm breeze while we ate, and watched the kids run for hours. It was much needed, and much appreciated. :-)

  • Olga - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 6:54 am

    My moment was a family moment. Mostly about this kind of family that we choose. Let me explain that a bit.

    In fact, I’m only 26 (27 in June). Too young to have a grown-up son. But it’s true, I do have an adopted son who’s now 19.
    It started when I was 17 and he was only 10. We were in the same company of young people who gathered together to discuss some fantasy books and board games and play guitar. Somehow we grew attached to each other (to me, it seemed like I have a little brother to play with him, check his homework and maybe give a useful piece of advice). I was not so serious about that. I was a teenager with my own problems. He was only a funny kiddo who had problems with his family (not too caring, not too loving, who knows which of that was actually true).

    Time passed, we stayed close friends, but one day he came to visit me in my university and said: “You know, I was never close with my mother as I wanted to be. Now the last chance is lost. She died some days ago. It seems she had cancer all that time”. He cried. I gave him a hug. He said “Don’t leave me please. Please be on my side forever. I need you like I needed my mother but never realised that”. A year later, he lost his father also. I stayed as I promised, trying to help where I could and to stay away where I should.

    Various things happened. He got into a university. Dropped it after a year. Went to the army, overcame all the struggle, became really strong and fit after that. Got a place in another university. Met a pretty girl.

    So, the moment happened about two weeks ago.
    We’re sitting in my kitchen – he, his girlfriend and me. Late at night – we girls waited for him to come from part-time job. I cooked some pasta, served the table, and everyone wants tea.

    He says:
    - Sit, please, I’m going to make tea for everyone. You cared for us so much, now it’s time I care about you.
    I think:
    - Oh that’s my boy.

    I stare at him. A grown-up young man, nice and gentle, but also very strong. A man who is now taller then me. Who shaves, for God’s sake, shaves every morning. Doesn’t smoke. Doesn’t drink. Reads good books. And I can’t pat his head without standing on my toes anymore. The boy I knew disappeared. But I was so proud of him. So grateful that I had the opportunity to be around when he needed help.

    No cards on Mother’s Day. Don’t need them. I’d rather take my chance and be on his wedding when it happens. I’m sure I will burst into tears, but anyway.

  • Bethany Turner - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 7:02 am

    I have been feeling loved by my church small group. My husband and I are moving apartments at the end of the month. Every time we talk about it, it is reiterated that they want to help. This will be our 4th move in 3 years, and the first time we have had any real help.

  • Noreen - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 7:26 am

    Over New Years I went to Disney World with my best friend and his family. As you can imagine it was a week of running around, meeting up at different parks, waiting in line and shuffling through masses of people. On the last full day, it was my friend’s birthday. His family had gotten up early and left to go back to Dallas so he & I got to hang out all day revisiting rides and places we wanted to see again at our own pace. For lunch we went to Epcot and ate at Tokyo dining in Japan first stopping at the big Japan store and buying some souvenirs. My favorite part though was sitting in the restaurant looking out at the water just talking and taking it slow. We talked about traveling some more (like to Europe this summer – so excited!!) and other things we wanted to see & do. It was just a really present moment in the midst of the hustle & bustle of Disney World.

  • Gina Wessel - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 8:00 am

    As an arts director at our church you can imagine the frenzy of Holy week….my kids school break was during Holy week instead of after so I was so sad to feel this tension of “be present with the kids” and “give all you’ve got to the Kingdom work”….in the midst of it God helped me to do it! ….and I found myself staring into my 11 year old son’s bright blue eyes as he told me the story of the marvel characters he loved and made me love too and my 13 year old daughter’s smile every time she startled me around the corner with a big “boo!”(kind of a sick tradition we have) and I would scream and then laugh! We bought an in-ground basketball net for the kids and while my husband and 14 year old son where putting it together , wet cement and all I went out and asked a “silly” question about the cement that made their heads turn slowly and look at each other and then look back at me and grin. That’s when I turned around with a warm and fuzzy heart and went back in the house to make dinner with a smile on my face…. thinking I can’t love any deeper than this…. I love these moments – even if they are at my expense!

  • Alysa - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 8:12 am

    When I sat in the backyard over the weekend, unplugged from social media, watching the kids play in the sprinkler, taking deep breaths of warm spring air. Ahhh.

  • Elicia Davis - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 8:34 am

    Yesterday, my husband and I were both blessed to take the day off work. It has been a busy set of months with him working on the weekends, entertaining house guests, hosting dinners and trying to get to the gym. We’ve barely had the time to do laundry and there are only two of us! So, yesterday we finally got a new dryer, worked on finalizing our kitchen remodel and running all over town together. It was a nice and productive day, but it was all relaxing. Sometimes, it’s nice to do life’s errands together and not be rushed to beat the lines at the grocery store or race around the city.

  • mindy @ just a one girl revolution. - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 8:50 am

    My grandma has been pretty sick lately (thankfully, on the mend now), and I’ve really cherished the time I’ve taken to go visit her. It’s been a heartbreaking reminder that she won’t be around forever, so I’m being much more intentional to spend time with her while I still can.

  • shayna white - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 8:58 am

    my oldest (just turned two) has recently started to say, “Tootie (he calls me Tootie instead of mom), come on.” and on Easter, as I’m sitting with all the grown-ups having grown-up conversatioins. my boy says, “Tootie, come on, let’s go play cars.” it was a moment i’ll never forget. he’s always been one to entertain and play by himself, but in this, what may be a rare moment of him wanting me to join him, how could i not? my heart is full.

  • Molly Gough - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 9:09 am

    Being present has been something I have been struggling with for the past year. I so easily get caught up in the hustle and bustle of the everyday life of a college student. However, I was given the opportunity to travel to Nicaragua over spring break with my church from home. The trip was absolutely wonderful; however, one moment that sticks out to me was one of the many long bus rides through the country. It was our first full day in Nicaragua and our leaders picked that day to be our day of ‘exploration.’ Our group had just visited this huge marketplace and had each bought little knick-knacks for ourselves and families back home. As we got onto the bus, our leader mentioned that it would be a 3 & 1/2 hour long bus ride. This bus was on its last leg and its fumes encompassed our nostrils; however, it was the most beautiful ride of my entire life. I sat with my head practically out the window and stared in awe at the beauty surrounding me. I could feel the love and excitement of my group, nervous and joyful about the week we had planned. It was a feeling I had never felt before and the experience was one-of-a-kind. The trees were the greenest of green and we saw villages as well as volcanoes and mountains. Instead of everyone listening to music or reading their respective novels, everyone sat like I did, in awe of God’s beauty. This short experience completely changed my perspective and truly taught me how to ‘be present’ and experience the love God lays in front of us, so obviously.

  • Christi - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 9:20 am

    I am in the middle of starting my own non-profit (a leadership academy for kids, ie. future heroic visionaries in Kenya). No one told me that when you try to start your own thing you’ll feel legitimately crazy … And the past 3 months have been a roller coaster of emotions and networking and waking up every morning trying to create something out of nothing.
    This month, in the middle of that madness, I turned 35… arg. I love my life, but I did not imagine that I would be turning 35, called to create family and community for dearies in Africa..but still single without a family of my own.
    Somehow my sister recognized this as an opportunity to stop, rest and celebrate my way through. It felt extravagant but we figured out how to shoe-string our way to Italy and it was the best decision ever. Cashed in all my Skymiles (every last one) and airbnb’-ed it to a beautiful city. I’ve spent most my travels in 3rd world countries and found myself totally unprepared for the beauty and deliciousness that was Florence.
    My sister is 5 months pregnant after several miscarriages, and the sweetness of our time together was unbelievable. So much more love. insanely less hustle. We did go see a few things: the David, the Duomo, etc… but mostly we spent sweet time resting in sunshine, eating fococcia and gelato, people watching and letting the warm sun refresh our spirits. Long dinners. Cheap but somehow good Chianti. It felt like so much life and love in one place that my heart couldn’t handle it.
    On my birthday, the sweet italian B&B host made mimosas at breakfast and toasted “Many Blessings for a good life” and proclaimed blessings over my sisters little daughter-on-the-way.
    More Love. Less Hustle. … Indeed.

  • Katherine M. - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 9:31 am

    Two weeks ago, I was sitting in a coffee shop when my good friend Halie walked in. I met Halie two years ago on a study abroad trip in Prague. Our friendship became founded on a mutual sense of culture shock, good wine, and adventure. She is a student (soon to be graduate!) of University of New Hampshire, and I a senior at the University of South Carolina. We were well aware that the likelihood of maintaining the close friendship we had developed in Prague was slim upon our return, but we went for it anyway. Halie is a hustler to say the LEAST. She is the hardest working person I know, has her foot in nearly every door, and experience (the kind jobs want) through the roof. Unbeknownst to me, she had been planning this trip for six months before walking into Cool Beans to find me. She set aside job applications, study sessions and a mountain of thesis work for five days to meet my friends and family, and to catch up on life with me. Those days were the most sweet, getting to revel in old memories and share our aspiring dreams. The best part I think for both of us was laying aside all the other responsibilities we had on our plates that weekend just be still, listen, and love one another. I want more days like that, with more love and less hustle.

  • Grace - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 9:46 am

    Bill (my husband) & I have four girls so I’m always thinking about who should be where, what meal should be prepped next, which load of laundry needs to be done – and on and on and on. Last night, I was getting ready to pack school lunches – I heard one of our girls asking her daddy to sit with her even though he already had our other three piled all over him. I heard the sadness in her voice, and I put the jelly down & sat down on the couch with her. She snuggled close & looked up at me with her big brown eyes – happy that I sat with her & somewhat surprised at the same time. It’s hard for my crazy personality to function with “less hustle” but THAT moment was worth it. Those are the moments I want to live for.

  • Kim - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 10:17 am

    My moment: seeing the childlike faith in my daughters innocent little face as she passionately described why we celebrate Easter. I’m continually reminded to keep my faith simple and not complex or filled with dos and don’ts.

  • Trish - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 10:24 am

    Listening to an Easter program at church on Good Friday morning, all beautiful Easter songs. Tears on my cheeks as Jesus’ sacrifice became real again.

  • Ruthina - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 10:39 am

    On Sundays my husband and I coordinate a community meal for the homeless at our church. I work at the sign-in table and I have made it my goal to greet each person individually with a verbal greeting, eye contact and a smile. It sounds much more intentional when I write it out than it really was. I do it because it’s the right and loving thing to do. A couple of weeks ago a man came up to me and told me that I always look so happy and thanked me for bringing some sunshine into his life and told me that his day was better after seeing my smile. It was a tangible reminder to me of how loved I am by God and our calling to reflect that love to others whether with words, actions or simply a smile.

  • Abby - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 11:18 am

    My husband and I traveled to my parents for Easter weekend. One of my sisters was also there but my other sister just moved to Senegal for 2 years and my brother had to stay at college for the weekend. Typically my Nana and Papa also come and celebrate holidays but my 88-year old “gray haired teenager” Papa spent last week in the hospital so they were at home. One of the moments I loved came when my sister called from Senegal and we put her on speaker on my phone and then called my Papa, put him on another speaker phone and held the 2 phones together so they could talk. In that moment our family was a little more together and you could feel the love transmitting from thousands of miles away.

  • Sarah B - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 11:22 am

    My favorite moment was a combo: Holy Saturday vigil, where our church gathered, sang, and read our way through Scripture & liturgy until midnight Saturday to welcome Easter together AND an all-day Easter party–warm, sunny Atlanta afternoon, lamb on a grill, drinks and cocktails, and cornhole until dark with great people & great food. The absolute best way to start the Easter season!

  • Melanie Stuff - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 11:24 am

    I am down to the last month of living in my current apartment – which I love and will greatly miss. I am trying to really be present when I’m at home, enjoying every moment of the creaky wood floors, squeaky water faucets, and huge, energy-inefficient windows.

    When I am able to live in the present moment, I feel so alive and thrilled by each tiny thing. It’s wonderful.

  • Heidi Urschel - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 11:31 am

    Yesterday my husband decided to take a day off from work so that we could have a “day date.” We got up slowly, went for a run together, and then he said he had a surprise for me — we drove an hour north to a winery and tasted 12 different kinds and had a BLAST. On the way home, he said we should stop for a running shirt because I wanted one for our race coming up (a 10 miler). We played cards and ate leftovers and had just the best time. <3

  • Alee - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 12:05 pm

    My best friends threw me a bridal shower this past weekend. They made every detail beautiful, but the thing that I will remember forever is the love I felt by having all the people that I love in one room laughing and enjoying each other. It was heaven!

  • Betsy P. - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 12:31 pm

    Yesterday by husband and I spent the day chasing waterfalls in eastern Tennessee. After a particularly grueling hike down to waterfall #2 we found some flat, warm rocks right at the base of it and decided to rest for a bit. My feet were dangling in the cold water, the sun was shining on my face, and my sweet husband of 10 months was sitting next to me in awe of the sight before us. It was a perfect moment.

    Sidenote: it really is amazing to me how much “control” I give to the clock, treating it as if it rules over me and I am the victim. We really do have the the opportunity every day to make intentional choices to enjoy the little moments, don’t we? Thanks for your post and the food for thought!

  • Alisha - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 12:36 pm

    Oddly enough, it was last Saturday when a pretty great guy I’ve recently started talking to told me that his schedule is so nuts that the timing just isn’t right for him…

    I felt calm, I felt peaceful – per your last post, I felt open and vulnerable in a very comfortable way. I think I realized, as we were talking it through, that I had finally reached a place where saying I trust God’s plan and His timing was real for me. I wasn’t comparing this moment with some other past situation. I wasn’t comparing this guy to some other past person who hurt me. I wasn’t thinking, “why Me?”. I felt grace and understanding that went beyond My past hurts or My hopes for the future.

    It was pretty awesome :)

  • Stephanie - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 12:46 pm

    As with any holiday, the days leading up to it are somewhat stressful and this year was no different. My daughters getting back for the weekend from college, one of them bringing a kitten that needed a home, ensuring that the food is made for the family gatherings, etc. But at the end of it all on Easter Sunday, when all the family had left to go back to their homes or back to college, he put in an old movie that he had from a trip he took to Europe back in 1964. Those of us that were left were finishing up the dishes and putting away the extra chairs but there was my 85 year old grandfather sitting in the memories of this trip and one by one we all sat down to hear and enjoy his story.

  • Jaymi Harper - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 1:15 pm

    My Moment happened on Good Friday. I come from a family, where my Dad is the oldest of three boys, each with families of their own. They, my dad and his brothers are a third generation owner of a small local nursery. My dad and his family have attended the same Lutheran church since they were in high school, and have now raised each of their children and families in this same church. Every Good Friday since I can remember we have stayed after the service to decorate the church for Easter Sunday, it almost feels like a sneak peek of the resurrection. And after we are done we celebrate with mexican food and margaritas. We decided that this year would be our last year as all of us children are growing up and going in different directions, and my grandparents are becoming older. So this year I really stopped to take it in, to watch the tradition that we had built of the last 25 plus years, to watch my younger cousins take on jobs I had done at their age, to watch my dad and his brothers orchestrate their vision of what the church was to look like for this grand Easter celebration. But more importantly to watch what our family had become over the years, and the uniqueness and intentionality and the deep love we had for one another. I feel blessed, as I know not everyone has family the way I have family.

  • Mandy Vanderhill - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 1:46 pm

    I have been in a season in my life where my husband is constantly saying to me, “I already told you that.” I have plenty of things going on in my life that I use as excuses (strained relationships with and between parents, looking for a new job, starting my Master’s program soon, etc). All things that occupy my mind, as they are allowed to, but all things that make me worried and, well, not present.

    I have been trying to be “more there” in my own home, with just my husband and best friend. I didn’t think I’d been doing a good job, but I did notice that my husband had been humming the song “Christ is Risen” around the house the week before Easter. Here’s the thing: I noticed. I smiled to myself and I heard him hum and sing and just laughed at him.

    And just like God works, Easter morning at my church, the service started out with that song, like God had been preparing my heart and my mind to hear it all week… I just had to be present for it.

  • Sarah PInault - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 1:51 pm

    After bath time last night, my two little boys, four and two years old went careening through the house in nothing but underwear and a diaper. Greased up with lotion like slick piggies, they ran back and forth and round in circles in our living room. We just sat back and watched, and listened, and loved.

  • Jess - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 1:59 pm

    Several years ago, my dad and I would meet for a daddy/daughter dinner every Wednesday night. I moved away for a couple of years and we never reinstated this tradition when I moved back. As my 30th birthday approached late last month, my dad asked me what I wanted for my birthday. The truth was that I wanted no THING, but what I really wanted was a (much overdue) meal out with just my dad. He came to visit on the Wednesday evening before my birthday; time flew by as we indulged in delicious food and drink. But the sangria and scallops were second place to the great conversation. It’s been ages since we talked that much, just the two of us. We were both so engrossed in the moment that the time for our departure came all too quickly. But we put everything else on pause to prioritize each other and a relationship we’ve held dearly for the past 30 years.

  • Justyna Kasper - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 3:10 pm

    I was at a playground today with my 4 girls, ages 9,7, 3 and 1. I usually let the girls run around and do their own thing or I have older girls watching younger ones. I typically catch up on my texts and emails then. But today I put my phone away and decided to play WITH the girls. We played hide and seek, colored with chalk, swung and slid together, and drew picture in a sandbox with sticks. My heart has never felt so full and my girls laughed loud and I felt so alive. Just to think I could have missed it all by staring at my phone and texting people while ignoring the little ones who love me and need me most.

  • Shannon Walsh - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 3:37 pm

    My moment: last night our daughter Bella was begging my husband and I to dance with her “like ballerinas”. We dragged our tired feet a little to get up, but I’m so glad we did. We danced to the classic “I hope you dance” and to see my husband dance on his knees with our 3 year old was priceless.

  • Katie - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 4:18 pm

    In the hussel and bussel of trying to accomplish the daily routine I stopped last night and really drank in the moment…instead of hurrying to wash dishes and get the kids to bed on time, I left the piles and felt joy from their smiles gratitude from their laughter. That’s God filling up the soul!

  • Katie - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 4:18 pm

    In the hussel and bussel of trying to accomplish the daily routine I stopped last night and really drank in the moment…instead of hurrying to wash dishes and get the kids to bed on time, I left the piles and felt joy from their smiles gratitude from their laughter. That’s God filling up the soul!

  • Kayla - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 4:18 pm

    My moment:
    Riding horses for an entire day with my younger sister. She is a senior in high school, and I am 7 years older, so extended, uninterrupted moments together are rare. She and I were able to be together for an entire day, laughing, talking about boys and life, and connecting with God in nature.
    It was amazing and I can’t wait to have More Love/Less Hustle again soon!

  • Niki Taylor - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 4:42 pm

    My moment: My best friend was home from college for Easter and I went to her house after a long morning at the doctor’s. It was so good to just sit in her kitchen and talk to her parents, who I’m close with, and catch up. We decided to bake together, which is always fun, especially since we tend to make the biggest mess. It was just an amazing moment to sit back and thank God for her in my life, and that we are always able to connect at such a deep level and have so much fun even when we’ve been apart for months.

  • Mary - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 5:04 pm

    Easter was full of hustle and bustle. I work for a church, and we do Easter big to reach unchurched people. So I was running and frankly kind of grumpy that day. But during the second service I stopped, sat down on a chair just off stage and truly listened to my husband’s sermon. Not thinking how it would apply to someone else but applying it to me. Taking a moment with God instead of thinking about the ten thousand things left to do that day. Just sitting. It was nice.

  • Katie - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 5:09 pm

    Easter Sunday, my husband and I had absolutely nothing on the agenda after church. It’s rare for us to not have a busy, packed weekend, especially on a holiday weekend, where I’m normally cooking a feast. Our family was out of town, and we had the whole day to enjoy the beautiful weather, lay on the hammock, talk and be. It was a treat!

  • Beth - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 5:37 pm

    I live away from my family- they live several states away. This Easter weekend, a couple who is like family to me- like an older brother and sister- invited me to their home for food, fun, and fellowship. They grew up Amish, and I had several tutorials from them on bread, butter, and applesauce making. It was lovely! Such a nice, relaxed, loving way to spend the holiday weekend. Grateful that they shared their home, their hearts, their cooking, and their love :)

  • Kelly - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 6:20 pm

    My friend that I have been friends with for 47 years, (I am now 52), along with her husband, visited us. We each live two states away from one another. Yes our friendship alone is very special however, as we sat around the table – my wonderful husband shared his feelings about some of his “core” pains, he normally does not share at this level. Tough conversations, but so healthy for each of us.

  • Haleigh - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 6:32 pm

    This weekend we went to my cousins house, family we don’t get much time with, for lunch. While there was a little hustle in getting all the food prepared, we each helped do a small job and got to visit while in the kitchen. We taught my cousin’s two boys a new game. We sat on patio chairs in the driveway watching the game play out. We pretended it was summer and that we were on the front porch. There laughs and simple memories made…

  • Michelle - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 6:33 pm

    Although my moment hasn’t happened yet, I will remember to breathe in and soak up every minute of it when it comes. I’m the youngest of three girls. Life has gotten a hold of us and put us in new places, either miles from home or deep in the business of motherhood and new families. The oldest is still in Chicago where we grew up, the middle sister is moving every 6 weeks with a home base of Philadelphia, and I moved to Colorado a few years ago. We are all together one time a year, if we plan it just right. Friday, I’m flying into Chicago for the first time this year and get to spend the night with just my sisters. A slumber party in the city I grew up in and love, with the 2 most important people in my life. One of us will tell a pointless story that the others happily make fun of them for, someone else will remember another story that will lead us into hours of sharing memories and laughing hysterically, and someone will probably cry in the middle of it all, because someone always does. I love every moment I have with my sisters, as few and far between as they have been in the last 5 years. Friday, I will sit and be present in the beautiful moments we have together. I will be grateful for the opportunity to spend that time with them, free from the distractions of our daily lives, and for the opportunity to pretend that we all live in the same house again.

  • erin moffitt - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 6:45 pm

    my baby sister got married this last weekend. i loved and soaked in every moment!

  • Juliana - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 7:09 pm

    Just this afternoon, my son was upset and instead of brushing it off quickly, I sat on the deck with him on my lap for 15 minutes. I was struck by the warmth of the sunshine, the sweet songs of the birds, and the amazing peace it all have me. A good reminder to make more space for moments like that!

  • Allie Quill - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 7:19 pm

    Last night, I sat with my community of best friends around a table and ate pancakes at midnight because that is the only time our crazy college schedules allow us. There’s something Earth-shaking that happens late at night when you move past the mundane and move into a space full of prayer and laughter and reflection. Seeing the willingness to sacrifice sleep and push towards a posture of Gospel-centered community was a super sweet thing to be a part of.

  • Shannon - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 7:28 pm

    On April 15th 34 years ago our daughter was born on my birthday. We celebrated this year with a group of her girlfriends and mine. As I sat there and listened to her read us a children’s book she received from one of her friends I was again reminded of what an amazing talented, beautiful, woman she has become. Loving kind , tender and learning to rise above adversity. It has been a tuff year with her health and she doesn’t complain but keeps persevering. We are so grateful for the gift of her. It is a moment I will never forget as I just sat and listened and watched as she loved life with her friends.

  • Samantha Barnes - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 8:12 pm

    My moment was Sunday afternoon, after our friends had left the Easter lunch we hosted at our home. Paper plates were thrown away (a good decision on my part, despite how much more fun it would have been to use the real stuff) and leftovers boxed in the refrigerator. Instead of figuring out what needed to be done next to get the house ready for the upcoming week, my husband and I sat on the porch swing for an hour, talking some but mostly just swinging and reflecting and enjoying each others’ company. It was one of the best, most intentional times we had experienced in awhile.

  • Sharon D - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 8:12 pm

    On Easter day with my niece playing basketball in the side yard after our dinner. She was playing by herself so thought it would be fun to join her and she really liked me joining her.

  • Becky - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 8:28 pm

    A very fun, relaxed evening with a new book club planning our reading list for the next few months! So exciting for book lovers!

  • Sheila M. - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 8:35 pm

    Easter weekend coincided with my Aunt’s birthday this year. She lives in Minnesota, but our Uncle rented a house out on the Eastern Shore of Maryland in an area called Saint Michael’s – it’s a quaint, waterfront town that overwhelms with loveliness. My husband and I drove a couple hours to spend the weekend with her and a bunch of our family members. This was the first Easter I’ve gotten to spend with family in over 5 years due to military service and the first with my husband ever. To top it all off, God gave us the most gorgeous sunset of ruby and violet that lit the sky over the water, a beautiful sunrise I woke up and watched from a nearby dock, and a joyful Easter celebration of Christ’s victory. It was a most blessed Easter weekend, to say the least.

  • Anna Kate Stalker - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 9:01 pm

    Over the weekend my in-laws, my parents, brother, sister, and sister’s friend were all at our new house helping us to get settled in. It was a favorite moment for me to be surrounded by people I love acting completely out of love to help get us into our new house!

  • Christa - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 10:07 pm

    I went to an SNMA conference in D.C. SNMA is an organization for underrepresented minorities in Medical School or aspiring to be in Medical school. The conference was really busy with a lot of sessions, learning opportunities, and social events. At the commencement ceremony the founder of SNMA came out to celebrate the organizations 50 year anniversary. My favorite moment that weekend was seeing this little 80 something year old woman (the founder of SNMA) of color break out into tears as a room of over 1000 people/students she has influenced give her a standing applause :) And also realizing that she started this organization in 1964 meaning that her journey as a black female doctor couldn’t have been anything but easy! I loved it :)

  • Tanya - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 10:55 pm

    I am thankful for another gorgeous day in the midwest (MN) today. I raked leaves and sticks with our girls (6 an 4) today, the last day of Easter break. While we worked, they asked good questions about God’s character, about Bible stories they love, and about life in general. I prayed as I carefully answered their questions, some of which were difficult to answer. We sang. We laughed. We did a great job cleaning up our back yard. More winter clean up to come…I hope the girls will be my helpers again.

  • Holly Irvin - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 11:08 pm

    My moment:
    It was this past Easter Sunday. After church and brunch, my family split up to go our separate ways, minus my youngest sister and I. It was upsetting because it hurt my heart to not see everyone want to be together on a holiday that I would love to spend with everyone of them. So, my youngest sister and I decided to take a walk around Greenlake in the city. This is my favorite time of the year; with silky lattes in our hands, a cool breeze, and the warm sunshine of a Sunday afternoon, we began our stroll. Our talk ranged from hurting hearts, to her upcoming prom, to reminiscing of old childhood memories. Not too long in, we came across the adjacent Pitch&Putt golf course next to the lake. My sister, loves to golf, and in mutually agreement, decided it would be a delightful way to spend our time together. Laughter burst from our lungs through our golfing endeavor. Still dressed in our church clothes, we wadded through muddy puddles to fetch our stray golf balls, I hit a fore that nearly attacked another golfer, and we just enjoyed how terrible I am at golf. In this moment with my sister, I was reminded that this is my little thing; that even though my world may feel like a crumbling structure, I am blessed with little moments such as these, which remind me that I am loved. God’s love lives in the big moments, but even more so for me in the little moments.

  • Jodi - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 11:09 pm

    This past Saturday- me, my husband and our two boys went for a walk to the park and then had a picnic on top of the hill over looking the West Loop of Chicago. Such a perfect evening. I didn’t have to cook or clean up. We just sat and ate and watched our boys play together. So peaceful.

  • Emily Grace - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 11:27 pm

    This Easter my sister and I went to a park for a quick afternoon walk and ended up climbing trees. What a wonderful thing it is to feel 6 years old again with scrapped up hands and sappy fingers. By the end of the excursion we had forgotten where we had first discarded our shoes… More love, less hustle.

  • Kathy Myers - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 11:40 pm

    This past Easter weekend my husband and myself drove 8 hours to the coast of Ventura, Ca. Where our son and his family lives. Our two daughters live in Philadelphia , one is married and has a son. They all flew out to Ca. To join us for my favorite holiday, Easter. We were able to enjoy 5 days of pure fun, fellowship and life together. I had quite a few moments that I was truly present for but one that stands alone was before dinner one night we all held hands and our five year old grand daughter prayed, thanking God that we could all be together .

  • Leah - Reply

    April 22, 2014 at 11:44 pm

    This week I went on a road trip to visit my one month old nephew. Spending quality time with my sister, my one year old niece, my own two babies(3 and 8 months) and brand new baby! It was wonderful. My heart is full.

  • Nicole - Reply

    April 23, 2014 at 6:50 am

    For the past year, I have been busy with work, frequently missing out on the small, everyday moments that matter. But in the past month, I made a promise to myself to put myself first. To exercise, to eat healthier, to show up for the things that matter, to be present and to find the beauty. I have certainly found the beauty this past month, showing up weekly to my parents house to share in dinner around the table and board games afterward. I am starting to see beauty in the small things, my mother’s smile, the way my dad laughs, the way our dog gets excited to sit on our lap. And in these moments, for the first time in a long time, I feel I am experiencing life in all its glory. I am so very grateful!

  • Kristin Elisabeth - Reply

    April 23, 2014 at 7:15 am

    Our little family was just travelling in the US for 3 and 1/5 week (we live in Norwway). And there are several moments to choose from, like eating lunch on the grass in Central Park, or watching my 3 year old taking a spontaneous bath on a beach in Florida and my 1 year old studying the sand on her toes, or eating ice cream outside the home of our dear friends in New Orleans. But it´s easier to be present while travelling or on a holiday, and that´s why I´ll pick this moment: The morning after we arrived back in Norway, all of us still sleepy and jetlagged, but we were just the 4 of us again, together in our small home. We had a simple but good brunch, coffee, eggs, yogurt, my dad´s homemade bread. And then we read the Easter story together while he ate and shared the contents of his Easter egg. It was so peaceful, and I love that it happened as we were entering into the everyday life again.

  • Hallie Waugh - Reply

    April 23, 2014 at 9:12 am

    My husband and I have had a crazy couple of weeks–he’s getting ready to graduate from undergrad, we recently traveled 10+ hours for a good friend’s wedding, and you know how it goes with Easter plans… But last Saturday, we both laid in bed and took an almost 2 hour nap. When we woke up, we lied in bed and listened to Radiolab podcasts from NPR. I think we spent about 5 hours there, laughing and talking and listening. And it was GLORIOUS.

  • Kimberly Rhinesmith - Reply

    April 23, 2014 at 9:54 am

    I spent part of my afternoon yesterday teaching my four-year-old daughter to hit a baseball . . . and, being the non-athlete that I am, was completely surprised by how much fun we BOTH had. There were no calls to make or texts to send, no cleaning-up to do, no to-do lists to check off, no distractions whatsoever . . . just me and my daughter. It was divine!

  • Caroline - Reply

    April 23, 2014 at 10:28 am

    I had spent the whole day rushing, always late. Rushing through my morning, rushing to work, rushing to yoga class after work, arriving out of breath and definitely not in a relaxed mental state for the yoga session. Afterwards I was walking to my car, catching up on missed messages and I looked up to see a beautiful sunset that I almost walked right past.The beauty of it called me away from the to do list that was waiting for me and compelled me to stay, to let the changing colors calm me down and be present.

  • Beth - Reply

    April 23, 2014 at 10:40 am

    My moment happened on Sunday. My two year old daughter was running around my parents backyard hunting for eggs while my husband, my in-laws and parents and I sat around, talking and just enjoying the awesome day. It was fun to see her face light up, so excited that she found them on her own. In that moment I felt so fortunate to have all of my family together, without any distractions, just enjoying the day, and a 2 year old’s love of Easter eggs.

  • Jennifer - Reply

    April 23, 2014 at 10:46 am

    Palm Sunday – getting to church early to see my 3 year old nephew (who is quite timid) ushered out onto the church stage to sing with lots of other children. His parents, grandparents and I were both excited and nervous for him to make his big debut. He was jumping up and down and waving his palm branch and I keep watching the video I recorded which shows his joy and excitement of the special day.

  • Maggie - Reply

    April 23, 2014 at 12:46 pm

    Last night we decided to wait and clean up the kitchen once our two kiddos were in bed. We had the most enjoyable time reading together, playing a couple games, and really savoring the few days left we have as a family of 4 before baby 3 arrives soon.

  • Lori - Reply

    April 23, 2014 at 1:19 pm

    Easter Sunday was the best day I’ve had I’m awhile. We did an Easter basket , church, and met my family downtown for lunch out. Then while the boys napped I cleaned with the windows open. A stress-free day!

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So I asked Twitter & Facebook friends for a blog topic that was non-boring, and the very first response was VULNERABILITY.

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