Time will tell. It always does.
Reality is rarely ever just what we expect.
Screwtape got it right.
The present is most real,
The closest to eternity,
Of time’s unchanging trinity,
Of past, present, or future.
Focusing on present truth
Is stable, firm, solid.
A cornerstone, an anchor,
A contact with reality
A life set firm on certainty.
In this sense, the present holds our taste of Life most real
To what is actually so, the here and now.
Here, we can know the most of who we are,
We know who God is,
We hold the greatest share of real that we can hold.
The past is not as concrete, though it too, is mostly set,
As much as can be called to mind
Is firm, a certain, stable bet.
Yet, perceptions can be warped a bit,
Though thankfully, not too far.
It’s over and it’s settled.
We can mourn, forget, or bow a knee in thanks.
Thoughts that stray into the “what-if’s” of the future,
This is where the deepest dangers lie.
It is, by definition–at least from human dispositions–
Uncertain, tricky, sand to walk in,
Full of destabilizing questions.
If questions brought us comfort,
If questions filled with peace,
If questions settled hearts
Into a trusting, calming ease,
If questions helped us trust more,
If questions built our faith,
If questions helped us serve our Lord,
And trust our steps to grace
That would be one thing.
But they don’t.
The future has some certainties,
Some promises it holds,
From a God who cannot lie.
But our wavering commitment to trust in these
Is still a source of inner, churning strife.
We cannot measure them, test them
We must trust that they’ll be real.
This already, not yet,
A tension we must choose and choose to trust in.
No, this part of the future is not for the faint of heart.
And the rest of the future’s question marks,
Are risky for the heart.
The past is set in “has beens,” and tends to slow us down
When we wish we could go back to it, or bring it back to now.
The future holds her hopes, but holds more dangers still.
She’ll stir up our anxieties and turn us from our way.
But in the present, truth itself is most alive and free.
If my heart is anchored here, my life has room to thrive.
God is who He says He is,
Has done what He has done.
He’ll still do what He hasn’t yet, but promises to do,
And we don’t need to do a thing, we leave that part to Him.
I am where I am,
And things are what they are.
I know what I must do to the degree I know right now.
I have everything I need.
I have more than I deserve.
I know just enough of what will come to act, to move, to serve.
I’ve learned enough in getting here
To shape me into me,
And now I seize the day today
Because today is the only time that today will ever be.