Isn’t it true that the moments we want to freeze seem to fly by the fastest? I never really have understood why that is, but it proves true time after time. Over Christmas I had the chance to go home (Denver area) and see family. It was so fun to see everyone, but the week just flew by. I’m here for one more day and I just want pause the day so that it lasts longer.
I used to run into this same phenomenon on the trail as a backpacking guide. We always wanted to stay up on the peak for a long time – we always wanted to stay on the trail for longer than the week allowed. However, as you stand on the peak you realize something. Nothing grows up on the peak. All of life takes place and happens in the valley. We only go up to the peak to get perspective on where we have been, where we are, and where we are heading.
These moments of celebration and holidays serve the same purpose. They are great and we want them to last, but the real growth takes place in the valley of everyday life.