Today I was thinking about a time when my daughter was helping me set the table for dinner and noticed that I still had some of the scented candles she had bought for me in previous years. They had not been opened. She was annoyed with me, especially since she knew they were my favorites and expensive. I told her that I was saving them for a special occasion.
My trip down Memory Lane caused me to think about things that I like to save for special occasions. For instance, I save my good clothes, jewelry, and perfume for special occasions, have certain dishes I cook only on holidays, and only drink champagne to celebrate the New Year, a wedding, or an engagement. Why don’t I drink champagne more often? In the case of the candles, what occasion am I waiting for to burn it? What is wrong with making a special holiday meal on a non-holiday? Why do I save those things? If I did use those things, then it might make my present a little more fun.
Today due to this COVID quarantine, the newness of being home has worn off and being antsy has set in. More and more I have been concentrating on the things in future, instead of living and enjoying my present. Every day I do it makes me dislike my here and now.
But all I really can count on is my here and now. After all, nobody is guaranteed to wake up tomorrow. Every day I wake up should be a time for celebration because I have been given one more day on this Earth. If I spend most of my day wishing I were somewhere else or doing something else I am wasting the time I have been given. I have decided to celebrate and use all that stuff I am saving for a special occasion now, especially during this time of quarantine. It can change my blah day to a fun one.
What are you saving for a special occasion? Perhaps it is time to break it out and make today that special occasion. As James 4:13-14 says, Now listen, you who say, “Today or tomorrow we will go to this or that city, spend a year there, carry on business and make money.” Why, you do not even know what will happen tomorrow. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes.