Lunch was going to start shortly. Until now, I had not realised I was hungry. The visual of the macaroon triggered my senses. Once started, I could hear the rumbles within, the cravings began to dominate, and urgency was demanding my attention. I laughed at myself, knowing I was looking at a specialised bath soap. Nothing was as I imagined. Instead of rushing, I could hear an invitation to slow down, take in the moment, and consider the range of choices for what I would do next.
My heart’s priorities are revealed through how I use my time. I am reminded that there are multiple priorities claiming to be mine. From what I tell myself, to the priorities others see in me, and finally to the priorities described by my words, actions, and attention. As much as I would like to embrace my ideals, my heart’s reflection reveals what is most important to me through my words and actions. The challenge lies in opening myself up to the truth of what I am holding closest to my soul.
In my rush to what comes next, I often miss what is now. In taking a deep breath, pausing, and stepping into lunch without a sense of time, I found myself bathed in hope, wrapped in the knowledge of belonging, and aware of my calling and purpose. It was a gift that nurtured my heart and filled my soul. There was no sense of a need to move forward. I felt as though I had heeded old advice: “Do not be in a hurry to leave the king’s presence. Do not stand up for a bad cause, for he will do whatever he pleases.” (Ecclesiastes 8.3). In letting go, I found that I was wrapped with care, kindness, and the knowledge that I belonged.
My vision improves with hindsight. I thought I was seeing clearly. In that moment, I looked beyond, experiencing and discovering something very different. I am a community member in good standing. I have something to contribute. I am committed to making a difference, now.
