Sixty Seconds on Tuesday

The only way to live is to accept each minute as an unrepeatable miracle, which is exactly what it is: a miracle and unrepeatable.
~Storm Jameson

Because the minutes of our day pass so quickly, never to return. Our kitchen will never look exactly same (sometimes this is to be appreciated), our children will never "do" the same thing (again, sometimes appreciated), our soul will be moved differently, a word will be spoken for a specific season...all these moments are fleeting. And each one is precious.

I've recently been thankful that I have this blog to look back over. There are pictures and words here not recorded anywhere else. These brief moments stored in archives, not forgotten or left to the cramped recesses of my mind.

Join me on Tuesdays to preserve the minute. Link back here with a moment preserved in word, thought or photo. If you do not have a blog, scratch out the moment in the comments. (only opened for Sixty Seconds).





We all have them: 60 an hour, 1440 a day, 10,080 a week...Let's share them. Meet me back here on Tuesday.