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Still Saturday: In This Moment

September 11, 2015 By Sandra Heska King

In This Moment

“The present moment is all that is real.

The past is gone.

The future is not yet.

We remember the past and anticipate the future,

but we always do so in the present.

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“Reality is always now.

And the single most important aspect of reality

is that God is present in it every moment.

To forget that God is present in any given moment

is to forget the most important aspect of that moment.”

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~Gregory A. Boyd in Present Perfect: Finding God in the Now

Where is God present for you in this moment?

In the stillness,

Sandy

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  1. Andrew Budek-Schmeisser says

    September 11, 2015 at 10:07 pm

    God being present in every moment is how I survive!

    • Sandra Heska King says

      September 12, 2015 at 7:50 am

      To remember He is there in all the good and all the bad… all the beauty and all the ugly . . . Hugs to you, Andrew.

  2. Patricia @ Pollywog Creek says

    September 12, 2015 at 7:34 am

    Where is God present for me in this moment? In the quiet, stillness of morning, devotions, scripture and coffee….and the beauty of those lovely photographs. Have a wonderful weekend of moments, my beautiful friend. xox

    • Sandra Heska King says

      September 12, 2015 at 7:52 am

      God is present for me in this moment–and every moment–when I “see” you. Someday we’ll share a real skin-to-skin hug. Love to you. xox

  3. Michele Morin says

    September 12, 2015 at 8:09 am

    God is present for me in my canning moments — all over my kitchen there is evidence of His rich provision! Tomatoes, jalapenos, cucumbers, delightful ferris wheels of dill seed, and the promise of squash and pumpkin ripening in the garden.
    I’m buried in blessing, and, true to form, I grumble about how I’m going to manage it all . . . everything I see has to be handled somehow and then dumped into a jar!
    Then God reminds me that I’m grouching in the presence of gift.

    • Sandra Heska King says

      September 18, 2015 at 5:11 pm

      And so did you bury all the bounty in the jars? I’m picturing rows of them all lined up in beautiful colors.

  4. Mary Flaherty says

    September 12, 2015 at 10:13 am

    God is present for me as I look out my window into the back yard where my golden and my son’s golden (my “grand-dog”) are exploring, sniffing…the air is quiet, the sky clouding, getting full. God was present for me earlier when I took my morning walk/jog and felt I couldn’t make it and wanted to quit, and I said, “Please help me get to the end of this run segment God-it’s only 10 more seconds, but I want to quit now.” God is present in every single moment of my life; it’s just that sometimes, I get too busy to remember. He is a GOOD God! I love your pictures, Sandy!

    • Sandra Heska King says

      September 18, 2015 at 5:13 pm

      Only 10 more seconds… Somehow they seem forever when I’m trying to run. 😉

      I’m picturing that backyard right now, Mary, with the goldens at play…

  5. Kathy says

    September 12, 2015 at 2:08 pm

    How beautiful..”To forget that God is present in any given moment

    is to forget the most important aspect of that moment.” This is a most profound truth!

    • Sandra Heska King says

      September 18, 2015 at 5:15 pm

      Somedays I am so forgetful…

  6. Joanne Viola says

    September 13, 2015 at 7:27 am

    “God is present in every moment.” So thankful for the reminder that He is present in this moment. And this one. And this one. He is with us always. Blessings!

    • Sandra Heska King says

      September 18, 2015 at 5:16 pm

      And this one… And every past moment of this busy week.

  7. Nina says

    September 13, 2015 at 12:44 pm

    Oh yes – God has given us this life, and this moment is in one sense all we have – and God is with us here and now … So important and relieving to experience and know that He is by my side.
    Blessings to your week, Sandra!

    • Sandra Heska King says

      September 18, 2015 at 5:16 pm

      I hope you sensed his presence this past week, Nina.

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