Remember Magnum P.I.? Shorty shorts, hawaiian shirts and . . . that mustache.
Thomas Magnum kept his head above water.
A power boat had passed by and knocked him into the water and separated him from his surfski.
Stranded. In open ocean.
Tired. Small hope.
He kicks his legs and waves his arms the way his father had taught him. Past the point of pain and exhaustion.
Not by agonizing . . .
over every kick and wave. Or how long rescue might take. Or how much his legs and arms hurt. Or how thirsty he is.
He made a decision each moment to keep kicking for THAT moment. Not ten minutes from then or even ten seconds. He made the decision to believe in the current moment and to keep kicking his legs and waving his arms. Regardless of how it felt.
And sometimes that's what life requires of us. Whether it's a bad health diagnosis, a struggling marriage or an addiction that I'm trying to break. Sometimes I just have to make the decision that at 8:42 am I am going to trust God with my health or my marriage or my addiction. I don't know what I'll be doing at 8:43 am, that doesn't matter right now...right now at 8:42 I am trusting God.
Sometimes we get caught up in the future. Or I do. I think about how far I have to go and how I probably won't keep up the work it would take to reach that goal...so I never get started. But it doesn't matter a great deal if I start a good habit today and maintain it every day until the end of time. It just matters today. If I work out today, regardless of whether I workout tomorrow, it's a good thing. I'm better off.