loving in the present
It is strange how there are times in life that you forget how much you have. The future always seems more appealing. Whether it’s the vacation next month or the end of the shift in 15 minutes, it’s almost always better than the here and now. Today was one of those fortunate moments when I realized the beauty of the present. On the way home from her parents house Brooke looked over at me and smiled; she said “I love you Matt sometimes I forget, and I take your presence in my life for granted. So I just wanted you to know I appreciate all the little things you do for me.” In that instant nothing else mattered. It was almost as if God was speaking through Brooke reminding me what a fortunate life I have. (I sometimes feel like some tragic thing will happen in the next moment to take it all away, like the car we’re driving in will crash and like some movie version of Job I’ll be left with nothing. It never happens, perhaps it’s my over-saturation with Hollywood drama.) I suppose the best part about those moments besides the extreme contentment is the way they ground you in the present. Dreams and vision are necessary but it seems like I always live there outside of action. God speaks in the present, he may speak about the past or the future but he always does so in the now. So I guess my point is, if those moments of grounding are so infrequent how often am I planning my own future instead of listening for Gods voice?