One Day at a Time
While God is always wanting to teach us, there are times when he seems to have set us aside with plans to leave us there until we learn. I sense it is one of those times for me. I hope I am learning. I am getting better at going with the flow of life, not an easy thing for a planner like me.
My mom used to sing a song in church called “One Day at a Time”. The chorus goes like this, “One day at a time, sweet Jesus, that’s all I’m asking of you.” (I can hear the Southern Gospel twangs in my head just reading it.) That is rarely all we ask of him, though. We want all our plans to fall into place with, at best, minimal suffering and pain.
I am trying to get up every day with an agenda of what must be done, then what needs to be done, then what else I have time to do. I am trying not to worry about what I think I should be doing, or what others think I should be doing. I am trying not to think about what tomorrow holds, or what I’m going to do when this gig is up.
There’s a peaceful understanding of planning and preparing for the future in this concept. I know we need to invest for retirement and continue to plan for whatever time we have left here. None of us knows how long or short that will be. But no investment is a sure thing either, so today I will save what I can and do what I can. Tomorrow I will save what I can and do what I can, whether the scenario is the same as today or drastically different.
Perhaps living by faith and not by sight is about living one day at a time.