Late Night Musings - 12

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I was asked a curious question tonight... why do we live for the future? Let's think about the various things we say each day...

"One day I'll understand..."
"In the future I'll have it figured out..."
"Someday I'll look back..."
"I can't wait until...."
"I can only imagine what the next year will hold...."

It seems difficult to live for the day. We are a people driven to attain the "next" thing. We live our entire lives pushing for the new, the next, the unseen. But when we wake up the next day, we begin to plan tomorrow, think about what the weekend holds. When does it end?

Does tomorrow ever really come?

If we spend every day looking to tomorrow, how many useless yesterdays will have passed?

I wonder if Jesus spent more time thinking about the current day He was living in. I mean, the man knew he was going to die... and He was obviously distraught about it, but we only see Him truly "freaking" out about it the night before it happens. He even makes light of the fact that He is going to soon die to His best friends. Other than that He is seen doing as much as He can to make the most of the day He is living in. Maybe its because He knew His days were limited.

How much so are ours? We think we live forever, yet mortality comes fast. Why is it that I always see the old of the church trying to live each day with as much joy and love as possible? Why do children never make calendars or date-books to plan ahead? It seems I spend so much time planning out my future, that I have already missed it.

Once this post is done, I'm going to get into my bed and close my eyes, assuming that tomorrow will come a moment later. But what if it doesn't? Would today have been the pinnacle of my walk, my life?

Or is it even about ME?

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