I clocked 1.6 miles last Saturday. No, I wasn’t walking as
part of planned exercise. I was on a mission with a list: groceries and gifts.
From aisle to aisle, running into carts and people, and looking for parking spots, I checked off items on my list, going to the next store. I accomplished most of my tasks; most-- stores were out of a particular
item I was looking for. So, I’ll be looking for that gift the next
time I’m out.
We always have a next. It’s the next season, so house
and garden stores are overflowing with people looking for plants, shrubs, mulch
and pine straw.
It’s the next holiday, and the candy aisle is filled with
chocolate and jellybeans.
It’s the next week, and we consult our calendars for
appointments.
It’s the next deadline, so I rush to complete a project.
It’s the next due date, and I make sure I pay bills on time.
It’s the next installment of a favorite series. I tune in
or record it, so I don’t miss out.
Moving, driving, walking, hurrying… I always seem to run to
a next,
but what about the now?
When do I stop to enjoy the gift of the
now? When do I savor the
now?
Joni Eareckson Tada
wrote about multi-tasking and enjoying the
now. It's a practice worth considering in our multi-tasking and dealing with
nexts.
And…this past week, a friend quoted an excerpt from a poem
that we studied in college literature.
Earth’s crammed with heaven,
And every common bush afire with God;
But only he who sees, takes off his shoes,
The rest sit round it and pluck blackberries.
~Elizabeth
Barrett Browning, Aurora Leigh
Seems as if I am getting reminders about enjoying the
treasure of the sacred now.
How
about you?
Shall we stop to savor the
now,
or are we busy looking for blackberries in our
next?