The perfect moment

I’m a big fan of the perfect moment. I know perfect moments exist because I’ve experienced them. Laughing with a friend after lunch on a perfect fall afternoon. Staying up later than I should on a rainy Saturday night to watch Ben Folds perform on Austin City Limits. The perfect song on the radio on the way to work on a Friday morning. The way the sunlight hits the fields when I’m almost to my parents house for a long weekend. Perfect moments are those times when everything seems right. When I’m calm and the world is beautiful. When I realize how little I can control and how much God holds in His hands. Tonight I had another one of those moments. I was driving home from choir practice, the sun roof completely open, the crisp fall air pouring in and ruffling through my hair. Generally I hate to have the windows open since it messes up my hair, but tonight it was freeing and relaxing. Sean Watkins was playing on the radio and his song “Run Away Girl” was the perfect mix of melancholy and beauty to fit the moment. At the cusp of turning 28, I’m not where I thought I’d be in life. I’m not married or have any real prospects of that happening anytime soon; I don’t have kids, but in tonight’s perfect moment I realized for the first time in a long time how happy I truly am. Life didn’t turn out how I expected, but how could I ask for more?