I first heard the words “carpe diem” while sitting in an outdoor chapel. “It means seize the day,” said the camp counselor who paced in front of the stone pulpit. Cicadas were his choir. The phrase blew my 13-year-old mind, convincing me to take the harder hike up Mine Mountain rather than the easy hike to the waterfall that day. Regret nothing. Seize the day.
I’ve written a lot lately about the difficulty of my current days. About how I often hate the sound of my voice and about the fact that I’ve learned a lot by making mistakes. But no one day is ONLY hard. As I told my mom recently, there are waves. Yesterday at 6pm, for example, all four of the kids were crying at once. Not a shining moment.
But there was also the time during my T25 workout where both Lincoln and Cooper were working out alongside me and it was hilarious. Cooper’s planks? Look a lot like her lying facedown in the floor.
While “carpe diem” seems cliched and used these days, I want to hear the phrase the way I did that summer at Nature Camp. With so many challenging moments, I think the only way I can seize each day is by seizing the precious moments IN each day. They may be small. They may seem insignificant. These moments are anything but insignificant, though they may be small.
Maybe it’s a small touch or the sound of a laugh. Maybe it is simply watching your children as they move through the toy room or run through the high grass in the backyard. To really seize, we need to SEE. See these moments that are the tiny squares making up the patchwork of a lifetime. Tiny miracles, all of them.
Whatever your day looks like today, I challenge you to SEE it. (Click to Tweet)