I can be a real worrier. The minute I work out the present, my mind quickly moves onto the future. The worst part is, I usually only worry about myself.
Yuck, how selfish.
So I went to reconciliation for the first time in a very, very long time. I explained to the priest my worries and my guilt over such meaningless self-absorption. He listened attentively then asked me how old I am.
I think I expected him to quietly ponder my sins then give a measured, careful penance. Instead, we sat there in the pew for 20 minutes while, with more enthusiasm than ever expected, Fr. Dwight extolled upon the joys of early adulthood. He begged me to enjoy my life, to trust in God that every experience I encounter now is preparing me in some way for my future. “Go to the movies! Go to the theater! Go shopping! Enjoy yourself! God’s creation is meant to be enjoyed!”
Wait a minute. My priest sounds like he’s giving a speech at graduation!
When I asked him how to pray in order to be more present he said, “Stop worrying! You want to know how to pray, Jesus taught us how to pray! Notice how we only ask for our daily bread? God doesn’t want to pray for tomorrow’s bread.”
Well. God gave me today, and today is enough. Give us this day our daily bread.