Unregarded Moments
I am part of a small writers group that seek to encourage one another in both gospel and craft. We recently set ourselves the task of writing a 300 word reflection on ‘Beauty in the mundane’. This was my entry. Contact me here if you would like to join our little group.
What are mundane moments? Are they not the places in-between? As I leave where I am, hurrying to where I will be, already planning what I’ll do there, worrying about what I’ve done in the places I’ve left behind.
Yet between these places live the mundane. The steps that just need to be paced. The minutes that simply need to be spent. The people that hurriedly need to be passed by. But like a vista woken to over a lifetime, the beauty that may at first leave me in quiet awe, soon may be little more than a passing novelty.
Worse still, the mundane may remain an unregarded moment. A slice of time that never received its due. A fragment of glory that lay hidden in the heart of the mountain—a diamond never discovered. Some treasures are placed on shelves and forgotten, tarnished by time they become disregarded moments. But the mundane? These are moments at risk of never being unearthed. Worse than disregarded, these are unregarded.
Passive wanderers and wistful dreamers are we—dreaming of future days or reliving ancient days with anguish. Meanwhile, today whispers our name. My pen is not simply a tool to command my thoughts to script, it too is a craftsman’s triumph. My cup is more than a vessel to hold my coffee, it was once laboured over by hands that yearned to create. My screen, not just a canvas on which to paint words, but a marvel of technology that carries the collective genius of untold lives scattered across unknown continents. Each a whisper to see the unregarded moments I pass by.
Haggai 1:5–6 “Consider your ways. You have sown much, and harvested little. You eat, but you never have enough; you drink, but you never have your fill.
