It is temporary. Yes. Everything here will pass away. And I hope to find my treasure in heaven. That’s all true.

And yet...

He made the world SO beautiful.

The mountains. Those sandy beaches along blue waters. So many flowers and creatures of all colors. The chickens squawking from my neighbor’s backyard. The hummingbirds flitting at our feeders. My children’s bright eyes or the sound of their laughter from another room. My best girlfriend knowing exactly when to call. Or looking across the dinner table to lock eyes with the kindest, most familiar face I’ve ever known.

Time and again the world absolutely takes my breath away.

I want to enjoy it. I want to be fully present. I want to keep my feet planted firmly on the ground. I want to be immersed.

I want to delight in the beautiful world He created.

And I can’t think of anything more holy than being enchanted by this place. The people. The beauty of it all…

While holding it all so loosely. And knowing.

KNOWING one day I will have to let it all go.

This is life.

And the magical LIVING of it.