I wake up to the sight of men at work, trucks on the move, and equipment lifting and pushing. It does not matter how early I get up. The construction crews for the new city always start in the predawn hours, well before dawn. As much as I might want to jump straight into my day, mentally there is a “but first” pause. But first, a time of quietness and pause. It is a space in the day to reflect and look ahead. Included in this time and space, are the steps to make fresh coffee.
Life is full of but first moments. There are moments of procrastination. There are also priorities, urgent tasks, and outstanding points to action. I know there are several but first items with my day.
Before my day begins, officially, life reminds me of the following.
But first, reconnect with calling and purpose. I have run so much of my life on autopilot that I lose sight of my passionate centre. In the silence of a new day, Divinity invites me to slow down and recentre my heart and mind. With a cleansing breath and an intentional pause, I find myself sitting with the knowledge that I am called to care.
But first, refill the tanks of one’s heart with kindness. There is so much in life to appreciate and admire. From kids, grandkids, and friends, to enduring friendships, hope is always here. I do not always see her even with the evidence past and present. In accepting the kindness of others, I find myself filled with courage and commitment. What happens next is kindness blossoming and growing as it is shared and gifted to others.
But first is a commitment to continue with intentional action. It can be expressed in many ways; “As soon as I have done this – personally handed over this “fruit basket” – I’m off to Spain, with a stopover with you in Rome.” (Romans 15.28). For me, there are words to share, people to call, and steps taken with care to make a difference.
