Today was a good day. I felt good when I woke up, and had the energy to spend the day like any old Saturday. I cooked, I cleaned, I payed the bills. My dad was here to help with some house projects, and we went to the farmers’ market. Just before he left, we put the finishing touches on the outdoor light display at my house, which you see just above. My dad made the small multi-colored trees out of tomato cages and twinkle lights. (He’s a genius!) This evening, a friend came to share a bowl of soup with me, and now that it’s dark and I’m feeling like hibernating, I’m going to snuggle under a blanket and either watch a movie or read. It was a good day.
At some point in the middle of this good day, I commented that I hope I have a bunch a good days. It would be a relief, actually, to have several good days in a row. But then I realized that in the wanting, I was losing a little of the gloriousness of this good day. I can be content with today; I can wait for what tomorrow will bring. And for both, there will be grace from Jesus to walk in it.
This is one of my difficulties in celebrating Advent each year, all the looking ahead. It makes me forget about the importance of today, of living well in this moment. Peter understood the temptation, and in one of his letters, he says we need to let the anticipation of the future change the way we live today. Go ahead and look forward to what’s ahead, and then go ahead and be faithful right now.
“So, my dear friends, since this is what you have to look forward to, do your very best to be found living at your best, in purity and peace.” – 2 Peter 3:14 (The Message)
Later, he calls this “growing in the grace and knowledge of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.” Today, when everything was going well and I was looking forward to a bunch of good days, I hope I grew in grace. And tomorrow, when things may not look so rosy, I hope I will still look forward and grow.
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