Tuesday, June 27, 2017

Dear God, I take note of all the things happening in my body. The feeling of pressure under my seat. The temperature of the room on my skin. The feeling of air filling my lungs as I breathe.

Lord, this present moment is a safe haven. When I worry about the future I succeed only in disturbing the present. Let me be grateful for this moment in which I find myself. Let me honor it as a gift from you. Let me attend to it, indeed, let me cultivate it.

The future will come. All I have is now. How dare I squander it? Let me be worthy of the peace you deliver.

(Letter #909)