Some mornings, I wake and rise feeling energized, ready to
tackle anything. Admittedly, there are other days where as the saying goes, “my
got up and go, got up and went.” Either way I live the day out in some fashion.
During Lent we take a moment to ourselves to ask God about our day. Sometimes
we ask just to make it through the day, some days we ask for help with our fast,
and some days we ask for his plan to be revealed. How we make it through the
day is dependent on us. Tolstoy, says “forget yourself in the dream of life.”
There are days where my day is almost dreamlike, I move from morning to evening as a spectator with little sense of how I got from A.M. to P.M. I go from
conversation to conversation, like the food we eat in a dream, both colorless
and tasteless. Those are days we ask God during Lent to minimize. We ask, “God
don’t let me dream this day out.”
I have always admired the spontaneous, the ability to act
straight and fresh and out of the living center of who they are without the
paralyzing intervention of self awareness. I admire even more and envy those who seem to take every day and are alive in it. They don’t claim their life is painless, but it is of no matter. The day is their first day because it has never been
before and the last day because it will never be again. They just ask, “what is
to be done.” They live in the needs of the day. This day and every day, may we
rise and be alive all through this day of our life.
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