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I saw a post: “Perfect moments just leave bitterness.”
Incomprehensible; not understanding, I post back, “?”

What I’ve been thinking of as perfect moments have never been tinged with bitterness, rather closely followed by sadness.
I’m no longer sure that the sadness needs to be there.

It almost shouldn’t be because I have been given a gift, and then gifted again.
And much in the vein of last week’s note, even as I am storing these new nearly perfect moments as memories, they nestle amongst reminders of loss.

I rethink the reminders. I cry. Like now.
I let that come and pass. Lately it seems to pass more quickly into thanksgiving for the wonderful moment, and selfish prayers for another to soon follow.

Perfect moments are neither, elusive or impossible.
If perfect moments leave bitterness, the focus is not correct.

Or, perhaps, they weren’t ever perfect moments - only moments wished perfect.
Weighing wishfulness against thankfulness, the first is a far heavier carry than the second.
And if like begets like: light begets light – thankfulness begets thankfulness.

It’s a blessed cycle. It has to be the way of life.
It’s the way we live our moments – which are all perfect by GOD’s design.

In this issue: Bitterness, Magnanamous, Triggers, Lewis Smedes, An Attribute of the Strong
Now Posted:
New Orleans, 2009: Repeat, Reunion
Faith, Current: Not With Me