“TODAY”

As a subscriber and user of “Word Press”, I received by e-mail this morning a daily prompts to write a post totally in the present tense.  Sounds like fun to me!

As I sit in my study this morning, the blinds on all three windows are open to the horizontal position. As a result, the welcome sunshine is able to come through the glass adding some natural warmth to the room.  The heat pump, of course, is running full blast, but it’s abilities are inadequate while the outside temperature stands at 17 degrees Fahrenheit. With the wind factored in, it feels like 10.

Most of my thoughts at this moment seem as though written over a background of concern for people still struggling on ice and snow to move their vehicles along roads and highways in Birmingham and places south of there. Are some of them counting the hours as they wait for help? Are some of them dangerously cold? Are some of them ailing from lack of daily medications?  I’m praying right now for each of them and for “good Samaritans” who are there to rescue and help those in need.

The more I write, the more I feel the strong urge to look backward into the past which includes everything I did yesterday and even events and thoughts as recent as this morning. From the other side come urges to at least think about what comfort food might be in the pantry waiting for my arrival in a few minutes. No, no, no! Those are not in the present tense.

Thinking those thoughts leads me to look into the Bible. I am reading Proverbs 27:1 which says, “Do not boast about tomorrow, for you do not know what a day may bring.”  Now I am reviewing Luke 9: 62 and Jesus is saying, “No one who puts his hand to the plow and looks back is fit for the kingdom of God”

I know there is value in learning from past experiences of our own and others.  And, it is foolish not to have plans for the short, intermediate and long term. The Bible definitely supports that, too. But, while working through this simple exercise, I feel a strong reminder to intentionally live in and enjoy the moment. And, being honest with myself, not nearly enough of that attitude is a reality, even now.  So, I am closing this post, living in the moment, and counting each blessing, sight, sound, smell and sense of well-being surrounding me right now!

What are you thinking and maybe wanting to add to my post right now?

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