Tomorrow Becky and I head off to volunteer at Greenbelt. Which means it's the first long awaited outing for Blossom, our campervan. Liz has worked incredibly hard to get it ready. We tested the gas fridge yesterday - and it does work! All we need now is some half decent weather to ensure that the Cheltenham Race Course doesn't turn to mud before the weekend. I'm not hopeful.
We've been waiting for Greenbelt to come round for weeks, months even. Nor is it the only thing we're waiting for. We're waiting for my curacy to be sorted; for Kieran to go to Uganda, for Becky to get off to University, for Liz's reflexology course to start.
Waiting is deceptive. The anticipation of an event places the focus somewhere in the future rather than on today. That translates itself into misplaced energy. Instead of focusing on today's priorities, energy is spent on something over which there is invariably little control. All that we wait for, will happen.
The truth is that today is all there is - the past is memory (rarely accurate) and the future is imagination (often of the wild variety).
All we have is the present moment.
So how am I going to spend it?
Worrying about stuff I can't do anything about or engaging with stuff about which I can make a difference?
I will try the latter and go and make a cup of tea.
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