I don’t have the beaches of Kauai, but I have the hills of Pennsylvania. I don’t have a quaint, historic village in England, but I have the small town of Mechanicsburg. I don’t have the life of an “important” person who travels and speaks and is invited places to receive compensation for the great things they have to offer, but I am important.
My life’s value consists of more than mere productive output and top 40 charts and social media followers.
I get to take walks with the best dog in the world. I get to pray for the Earth as I tread gently on her skin and admire her miraculous growth in every season. I get to have the space and time for interacting with God in all the ways God wants to reveal God’s self. I get to distance myself from the nauseating neurosis of achievement and self-effort that is so prevalent in society. I get to go deeper into the things that really matter because I’m not caught up in the whirlwind of self-promotion.
I am not where I thought I’d be, but I’m somewhere. And somewhere is where God is.
I thought I’d have accomplished more. Produced more. Become more well-known. Experienced more. But I think every human thinks this. Our metrics are stupid.
I don’t want to miss what’s now,
But when I close my eyes and dream,
I dream of finer things.
I want to mine the depths of the present moment,
But my feet are ready to step into the future.
I live here.
I like here.
I still want there.
I regret all I haven’t done,
And I crave redemption.
My hope extends into the past
And into the future.
The starting point is
Here and now.