A message to my readers…
Life is a series of moments. Some we love. Some we wish we could forget. Some hold us down. Some lift us up. Some fight to keep us bound. Some arrive to set us free. There are defeating moments, heart-breaking moments, and moments that carry with them the sting of deep regret, guilt, and shame. There are moments of passion, moments of sheer rage, and moments of brokenness and great sorrow. We experience moments of rejection that appear to break us, and moments of unconditional acceptance that serve to raise us. We suffer moments of unbearable loss and we relish in moments of profound gain. Moments bring us tears. Moments bring us laughter. Moments brings us folly and moments bring us wisdom.
Life is a collection of these moments.
This book is a collection of what I have learned from mine.
My Misti Moments.
There are moments I wish I could take back, moments I wish I could do over. But those moments were my teachers serving to make all the remaining moments more heart-piercingly beautiful. To mention but a few, my moments have consisted of an inoperable hemangioma bleeding inside my brain stem and the nerve damage that accompanied it, two divorces, and the unexpected death of my greatest love ~ my beloved best friend and Mother. My moments have also consisted of authentic happiness, sheer bliss, and a spiritual journey that has taken my soul to heights of soaring growth beyond what I could have ever imagined.
Moments bring both love and loss, both hope and despair. They teach through both pain and pleasure, tears and triumphant. In the end, it’s the wisdom, love, healing, release, and forgiveness our hearts and souls glean from this array of moments that genuinely count. It’s not the moment itself that leaves us forever changed. It’s what the moment was there to teach us.
Moments are purposeful. I pray the moments you spend reading mine will help you better face all of yours. I pray you find healing, kindness, warmth, and a heart-gripping pull towards all that you truly are, towards your home, towards love.
These Misti Moments are my raindrops left for my children, Riley, Jack, and Kate. And just as I pray they fall as a refreshing rain to water the dry places of their soul and to provide a fresh dew upon their hearts, I pray if this book has found its way into your hands, you would also feel the rain, relish in the morning mist, and dance beneath the raindrops you find drenching the pages of this book.
There’s nothing like waking to the sound of rain falling.
Cheers to a glorious rising!
~ Misti Rains