I woke up this morning thinking it was just like any other day; I was going to go help my friend's family move, then back home to do some homework, clean the house, and do anything else I might have the impulse to tackle.
Then dad said; "Today is 1/1/2011." I thought; Cool! Today is a special day!
But why is it special? The numbers on the calendar make it special? How come?
I know people that live their lives waiting for that "one day!" Waiting every, single, day actively anticipating one event. More often than not, in teenagers, it's marriage. When you find that person to complete you, and you make a covenant to be together forever. That has got to be special. But my question always was; once that day is over, once that consistent and tireless anticipation is gone...talk about a let-down!
Other people, are simply, bored all the time. They spend their lives focusing on the next day- the upcoming picnic, the missions trip next month, their next date, two weeks from today. Yet, life trickles by, minute by minute, in the meantime. Only certain days of the year are special for them.
But why can't every day be special?
My mom, sister and I went shopping at the mall on Thursday. We made many memories that day- spending our gift cards and trying on winter hats and scarves. And when I came back, one of my friend had left a gift card [to Barns & Noble, to make it even better!] on my bed. That was definitely a special day!
Today, I helped my friend move. They were blessed [and shocked!] by how many men[and my sister and I...] from out church showed up to help them. That made today a special day; even though I didn't come out of there with anything but a smile [and a sore...well, everything is sore], I still made a difference; and make someone else's day a special day.
But what about Wednesday? Wednesday, I woke up, mom announced I was going with her shopping. We went to the store way out in Portland, bought boring stuff, and I loaded it into the car. It was cold. Bitter cold. The boxes were overloaded, and I had severe fatigue in my legs when we got back into the car. My hands were numb, my foot and ankle were hurting inside my cast, and I was tired. Not yet irritable, but tired. We got home, my brother was gone. So, my sister and I unloaded all those by ourselves, and it took us a good hour and a half to get it unloaded and into the cabinets and freezer. Less-than-fantastic day. But it was a very special day.
Why?
Because G-d gave it to me.
You're thinking; Duh.
Yea, that's what I thought, too! But think about it again, as I did...he didn't have to give it to me.
How easy would it be for him to simply...stop giving me breath?
Have you ever thought about how you spend that breath? Complaining, griping, watching and listening to ungodly movies and music...that breath is given by G-d. He is manually giving it to you, at that very second you are doing whatever it is that you are doing; godly, or ungodly!
And- he is manually giving it to you at the very second you are thinking; "I can't wait for tomorrow." But what about today? What about that air that is funneling through your lungs right now? Do you not care about that day, or that air? Well, you need that day and that very breath of air to live until that greatly anticipated moment.
What I'm saying is, by what right to we have to waste our days and minutes waiting until tomorrow?
It's a new year. Strive to make every moment worthwhile. Look back, one year from yesterday, 1/1/2012, with no regrets. Look back satisfied knowing that 2011 was a year of amazing growth, productivity, and gratefulness and contentedness in the moments you were given.
That's what I'm hoping for.
Live for today.
Aubrey
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