Now

Now.
Don't miss it.
Life is happening today, right now, this moment.

Today threads are being woven in the tapestry.
Right now a paint brush is stroking color on the canvas.
This very moment (yes, the one you are in while reading this post) the pen is set to the page.

Do not minimize the moment,
the day,
the season.
This is it.

Whether it is a fruitful season abounding with produce
or scarce and lean -
if it is a time of work or leisure
luxury or austerity
focused or "in-between" - make it count -
because it is being written
the brush is applied
the needle is passing through.

Does this demand stressful effort?
Should we live life on the edge of constant striving,
perennial exhaustion?

No, never.

Peace, rest, quiet.
Trusting Him.
This is our portion in every season, moment by moment.
He is the Weaver, the Artist, the Writer.
We yield our moments and our days to Him, the Master.

But they all - every single one -
represent a thread in that tapestry
a brush stroke in life's painting
a letter or word in that story.

So don't be dismayed;
don't be deceived into thinking this moment doesn't count. It does.

It is part of the whole.
It affects the story line
creates the design
and is woven into eternity.

Maybe this is a day of seeming inconsequence -
this unemployment
this 2,578th diaper change
this boring lecture in the classroom
this unfinished house project.
But this day,
this event is not an "on-hold until real life happens" moment.
This IS real life.
As real as it gets.

Find Him in it,
right there in that day with no "real" work
that incomplete and never-ending mess surrounding you
that tedious lecture for the 7th week in a row.

Don't grow weary. He is there. His purpose is real, every moment.

And the thread is being woven.
Even now.