Lust for Future Comfort

I can’t tell you how many times I’ve wasted my weeks waiting for the weekend. I wonder how many weekdays I missed because I was so focused on Friday, specifically 4:30 pm on Friday afternoon (and not a second later).

I confess that I’ve never ever wanted to rush through a night to get to the morning. If anything, my wish tends to be for 5 more minutes, please, after my alarm goes off.

But it’s true. How many of us miss so much in our present because we’re preoccupied with the past or intently focused on any number of possible futures? How we neglect our childhoods wanting to be grown up. We wasted our singleness wanting to be married. We rush through the early part of marriage in order to get to having kids, and then we rush through their childhood wanting them to be grown up and move out to have our lives back. So many of us are never satisfied with where we are because of wanting to get to the next step, the next phase.

I’ve learned that I miss God when I look back and look ahead because God is right in front of me. He is speaking to me in the present, and I can’t hear him when I’m listening to voices from the past or trying to figure out my future. I’ve often created a whirlwind of noise and thoughts to where the still small voice gets lost in the cacophony.

Comparison may be the thief of joy, but lusting for that fabled future comfort is the thief of enjoying our lives now.

“Wherever you are, be all there! Live to the hilt every situation you believe to be the will of God” (Jim Elliot).

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