Some days pounce on you like a tiger springing forth from the jungle. They land with razor sharp claws and teeth tearing and biting. Those days maul you without mercy, and leave your limp, mostly lifeless body in a heap. It's hard to pick yourself up after a day like that. It is easy to give into fear.
Other days, blessings rain down on you with monsoon like force. On days like this you feel invincible. The world is wide open to you. It feels as if every step brings you closer to seeing all of your dreams fulfilled.
However, the vast majority of our days fall somewhere in between the savage attack and the grace flood. That is not to say that we do not experience pain and pleasure daily. But most days we are neither ravaged by pain, nor raptured by joy.
I think Jesus warned us to take each day one at a time, because he knew that knowledge of our future would tend to make us apprehensive or arrogant. The blessed life is not one absent of pain, but one in which God is present with us through our pain.
We are like leaves borne along by the current of God's grace. He moves us so swiftly, so deftly that we don't often perceive his unseen hand in our circumstance. It doesn't matter if our day holds a tiger or a treasure, God holds us in that day. It's his presence and power that enable us to persevere. Hold fast, dear friends. Don't fear the tiger or love the treasure. Set your hearts on the Treasure-Giver and the Healer of hurts.
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