Between The White Picket Fence And My Heart

I looked at that beautiful white picket fence. It was like something from a storybook. The kind of book that always says “Happily Ever After” at the end.
As I watched him put his little car away, I gazed down the road to where my house was. He smiled at me and waved. And the words to this song played in my head~


“Do you ever get the feeling that there’s something greater happening here?
It’s like our hearts are a part of a bigger story…”


Was this real? My grandsons sharing their moments in between the white picket fence and my heart.
All right down the road from me.


I looked over my shoulder as the sun set. I looked at the place my daddy had called home. I smiled because I knew that my son and his wife were making memories there now. I heard my youngest daughter’s laughter as she walked home with her husband. I thought of my granddaughters playing with their new puppy just across the creek.


All on my block.
All my children and grandchildren.
All right down the road from my home. And my heart was so full.
And the words to that song played in my head~


“Do you ever get the feeling that there’s something greater happening here?
It’s like our hearts are a part of a bigger story?…”


Every single day.
This story God wrote for me.
It’s beautiful.


I know I might not live to see the end. I might not be here when my grandsons grow up and get married. I might not be here when my granddaughters have their own children~ when my children become grandparents. But I know my heart is a part of this big story and I am going to cherish every single second of it while God allows.


Because it’s beautiful.


Our lives are beautiful. Too often we don’t even realize until we are at the end of our story. There’s beauty all around us. Beauty we can easily miss if our eyes tend to focus on the bad.


Every moment, every second you are a part of a bigger story.
God is using you to write it.


Days flow into each other. Faster and faster. The pages keep turning. We are always anxious for the next chapter. We worry that the ending won’t be a “Happily Ever After”, so we strive to make sure it is. In that constant rush we miss all the good parts. That one chapter that changed the entire narrative. That paragraph that touched our heart. That word that held the meaning of a thousand words in one.
Your story.


Linger longer. Stay on that page and read it again. Hold it close.
Because time and moments and memories will change with each chapter and if you aren’t absorbing the words~ you will miss it.


And you will wish you could go back to the beginning and read it again.
Slower.
Soaking in every beautiful second.
But you can’t.
We can’t.


“Do you ever get the feeling that’s there’s something greater happening here?
Its like our hearts are a part of a bigger story…”




I stood there and allowed the soft twilight to wash over me. I lingered and soaked in his smile and wave. This moment would not come again.
His smile is that one word that holds a thousand words.
Tomorrow was a new chapter.


And my heart is full, because I know~
My heart is a part of a bigger story.