Saltshaker Moments

I read this today, and wanted to share.

"One morning I was sitting at my kitchen table, staring into space. It was one of those windy days when the sun keeps coming out and going in. All of a sudden, a sunbeam crossed my kitchen table and lit up my crystal saltshaker. There were all kinds of colors and sparkles. It was one of the most beautiful sights I'd ever seen. But you know, that very same saltshaker had been on that kitchen table for over fifty years. Surely there must have been other mornings when the sun crossed the table like that, but I was just too busy getting things done. I wondered what else I'd missed. I realized that this was it...this was grace."

When I read that I just stopped. I remembered when I was a little girl and I stayed with Grandma. She has always been an early riser, so we'd get up really early...make coffee and hot chocolate and sit at her old wooden table in the kitchen and talk. We had our very own saltshaker moment, but the colors and sparkles that I saw weren't the morning sun bouncing off of a saltshaker, it was the twinkle in the crystal blue of Grandma's eyes.

I was such a blessed little girl to grow up so close to Grandma. She has always been my best friend and number one fan. I know that I've always made her proud, and she's a constant source of faith and love for me.

She is my hero. She is my confidant. She is my compass.

I am so lucky to have so many saltshaker memories of her. She taught me to cook, to play the piano, to laugh, to love, to be Godly, to never give up, to always be happy, to be generous. I am the person I am today because of who she is and how much she loved me.

Because of her, I thank God every day for wooden tables and saltshaker moments.