In the entire history of the universe, let alone in
your own history, there has never been another day just like today, and there
will never be another just like it again. Today is the point to which all your
yesterdays have been leading since the hour of your birth. It is the point from
which all your tomorrows will proceed until the hour of your death. If you were
aware of how precious today is, you could hardly live through it. Unless you
are aware of how precious it is, you can hardly be said to be living at all. Frederick
Buechner
There has never been a day like today, and will never
be another again. Hold this as we let
Buechner’s words roam and rummage around the baggage of our lives.
First, what is your response to these words and to this
thought? Agree, disagree, both,
neither? Maybe you feel a bit
overwhelmed. Be in conversation with
this quote. What questions would you
want to ask? What insights do you have
about what he is saying?
Second, let this quote interact with your life so far
this week. What from yesterday is still
lingering? What from last week, last
month, or last year is still impacting and influencing your life? How might today point to tomorrow, either for
good or not so great ways? Have you felt
the preciousness of your life recently?
Note this may connect back to Monday’s quote about the lumps in your
throat and tears in your eyes.
Third, sit quietly with this quote. Not forcing it to do anything for you or to
you, just being with it and letting the words be with you.
Fourth, how might you take these words or your own
wisdom as a response to Buechner with you into this day? Remember, it doesn’t have to be
life-changing; your response might just be one millimeter of meaning that guides
you through the wilderness of today.
May your one wild and precious life be open to the holy
mystery of this day. Amen.
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