Back in My Day Is Today
“Well, back in my day…”
*we had to walk to school in the snow barefoot, uphill, both ways.
*children were to be seen not heard.
*people respected their elders.
*church services ran by the Spirit not by a clock.
*folks took care of one another.
This list could go on and on forever. Typically the platitudes on it being touted by someone who either is remembering and wishing for a far better time or someone who is bitter and angry at something going on now.
Have you ever wanted to look the person in the eye and say, “Are you dead? Because if not, then TODAY is your day.”
When we hold yesterday is such high-esteem that we disregard today, then we might as well have passed from this life to the next.
Whoa. Hold on there, Carrie. Are you saying that I need to accept all of these immoral behaviors running rampant as my own because this is my day?
I’m saying we need to seek God’s will for why we were placed here during this specific time in history. I’m saying that we need to be a present in the present instead of an eyesore.
Of course we’ve seen times of pain and sorrow, but we have had days of joy and gladness! Our days are not promised to last forever. In the Psalm above Moses mentions earlier that we have 70, maybe 80 if we’re blessed, years to live. How many of them do we dismiss by deciding yesterday was better than today? Or that the world is getting worse for tomorrow?
Just when Abram and Sarai thought they were down to a “back in my day” kind of existence, God brought them a baby. (Genesis 18 and Genesis 21)
Lot and his family were in a land where “back in my day” was looking a lot better, but God provided an escape route for them. Their instructions were pretty simple. Run and don’t look back. (Genesis 19)
Looking back at what we’re leaving behind? Looking back at what hurt us and that we’re afraid if we forget we’ll give the power to hurt us again? Looking back at what might have been if we had made different choices.
Her days had been numbered. We could count them in the grains of salt like sand in an hourglass.
God hasn’t chosen to turn me into a pillar of salt today because of my choice to forfeit my TODAY, but have I done it to myself?
My prayer today as I SEEK: teach me to number my days and to count each one as a gift from You. Help me to see You in everything I encounter–from the mundane chores, to the politics that infuriate me, to the people I come in personal contact with. I want to find JOY in works of my hands that You have established for me. Show me how to find it in the midst of my mess. Amen.
Are you missing moments because you’re too busy looking back? Don’t blink. It’ll all be gone and we’ll wonder what we missed while we were simply musing.