I've come to a realization ever so slowly lately. Once again it has to do with life, and living one day at a time. Many times I'll find myself wanting tomorrow to be here. It could be for a number of reasons, depending on a number of things. I suppose that is vague but in all actuality it varies depending on the person. An example would be a 9-5 worker longing for Friday to come when it's only Thursday morning. And although the idea that it will soon be Friday might possibly get them through the day faster than usual, I still wonder how that day might be different if all they did was take each minute as it came. Fit yourself in your own typical life scenarios and I think you'll understand what I'm talking about.
I will find myself sitting at home wishing it were a certain day of the week because of something that is happening that day. I think I fear that tomorrow will never come to fruition, and because of that I fear that I will not be able to see the people I care about or do things that excite me. I will think that my day right now is dull which in turn affects my attitude for the entire day. Tomorrow eventually comes, but did I take time to cherish the yesterday which is now forever lost?
At this point, trust is a big issue that comes into play for me. I am discovering that my trust that I have in God is not where it should be. Oh it is deepening and growing ever so slightly each day, but I wonder how much it could change if I were to live the way I have been talking about for an entire week. I should probably try to first get past living this way for two consecutive days, but it's worth a thought.