Not yesterday. Not tomorrow. Today.
The real test isn’t whether we can stay busy or get through our to-do list — it’s how often we catch ourselves drifting. The mind likes to play tennis, volleying between what was and what might be. Sometimes it’s as subtle as thinking about what happened five minutes ago or what’s coming ten minutes from now. But either way, we’re pulled from the only place we ever truly are: the present moment.
The art of being here takes practice. So try it. Notice when your mind starts to wander — to tomorrow’s meeting, next week’s unknown, or yesterday’s regret — and gently bring it back with a simple reminder: I’m here now.
And when worry creeps in — when fear tries to project its shadow on a future that hasn’t even happened — put it in its place. Worry is just the mind’s way of future-tripping. Instead of following it, ground yourself by saying: I’m here, and I’m with the Lord.
There is power in that. Peace, even. Because God doesn’t meet us in the past or in the future. He meets us in the now. Right here, where grace lives. Right here, where healing begins. Right here, where life unfolds one breath at a time.
“Be still, and know that I am God.” — Psalm 46:10
Let today be the day you practice presence. Let it be the day you return — again and again — to where you are, and more importantly, who is with you.
