There is nothing more true than this very moment.
Nothing is as important, as urgent, as real as the present—for truly, that is all we have.
Memories of the past are like snap-shots, like photographs in an album; they offer information on where we have been and showcase our experiences.
But yesterday has played itself out, and is no longer the reality of today.
What can we say of tomorrow, truly?
My heart becomes heavy when I consider today slipping through my fingers because I am not present or courageous enough to sit within whatever it is that this moment holds for me...
To speculate upon what tomorrow, or next week, or next month, or next year holds is all pure imagination at the end of the day, a way of trying to create as much security as possible, make what is coming seem a bit less mysterious and uncertain.
But today... that is all we really have.
Why does it seem like the hardest thing in the world to be fully present in any given moment? To savor the delicious morsel of now?
To just be comfortable sitting in whatever the reality of the moment is—the mood of the moment, the truth of the moment, the flavor of the moment?
What was yesterday cannot be changed, nor can we control the course of events that are yet to come.
So it seems that all that can genuinely be grasped in our hands, and gazed upon with our eyes, and felt with our heart and soul, and scrutinized in any real way, is that which we have before us in this very moment.
What does today long to speak to you and I?
What gifts does it yearn to give? What experience?
My heart becomes heavy when I consider today slipping through my fingers because I am not present or courageous enough to sit within whatever it is that this moment holds for me, what God has prepared for me now, and make the most of it.
Perhaps it is a quiet desire that awakens within me, that I am moved to act upon.
Perhaps it is listening for the mood that is surrounding me, and adjusting myself to it, and becoming fully engaged.
Perhaps it is a bit of good news that I will rejoice in, or a dose of news that will cause me to momentarily crumble.
Perhaps it is mere simplicity that this present moment holds, and nothing more.
I don't know... anything is possible.
But now is here. The present is the reality.
My hope is to extract every bit of essence out of it, every lesson, every experience, every possibility.
My desire is to learn to be genuinely affected by what is true in the present moment, in the here and now, not in what was yesterday, nor what potentially may be tomorrow.
Being present in the here and now is a gift, and it is enough.
May no moment be lost nor squandered.
Taste what is good and pass it on.