I still ask where I will be, but the question isn’t about geography. It occurred to me a few weeks ago on a perfect fall day. The sky was blue while beautiful autumn leaves drifted onto the trampoline where my children and I bounced them, and ourselves, around. If I tried to imagine a more heavenly day or a more perfect moment spent with family, I couldn’t do it. Days like this are what I dream of.
So it was with some annoyance that I found myself having to pull my brain back from thoughts of work, worries about schedule, all that there was to do, the many conversations to be had. Why was my mind elsewhere when I was enjoying the perfect day?
I have a feeling I am not alone in this problem. The maxim “Be where you are” is harder to follow than it sounds. Being present is tricky, especially in today’s over-producing, multi-tasking, attention-deficit world. It is no wonder that so many of us find it challenging to keep mind and body in the same place.
I wish there was an easy answer. Hopefully, our brains respond to practice like our bodies do. If so, then giving our attention might be like riding a bicycle. If we can’t remain upright, we can at least become experts at getting back on.
To be where we are is a choice, if a hard one. The demons that pull at our concentration can’t be exorcised completely, but they can be rendered ineffective by our dogged insistence on being present. In the end, we will find that the effort is worth it.
I’m thrilled to announce that a devotional I have written appears in The Upper Room magazine today, December 11. You can view it at this link, read a follow up blog post, and comment. I hope you will. Devotional.upperroom.org
I often find that cooking, especially with family, holds my attention extremely well. May you enjoy this recipe with yours.
Macaroni Casserole1 8oz. pkg. macaroni, cooked 1 can mushroom soup
½ c. grated cheese 3 T. margarine
¼ c. ch bell pepper ¼ c. pimiento
Mix. Put in baking dish. Cover with aluminum foil. Cook 20 minutes at 375o. Then uncover and cook 10 more minutes. – Fay Bass