Do the next right thing.
This phrase has been pressing into my heart, playing over and over like a song on repeat.
I hear it on the days when I am being pulled in a thousand different directions. I hear it on the days that are too quiet and I am letting myself worry about the future, the past, and the present. I hear it when I am overwhelmed by the many unknowns and intimidated by the things I know. I repeat it like a mantra at 6 o’clock when I’m exhausted and there’s still a thousand things to do.
Just do that next right thing in front of you.
If I never get a chance at tomorrow, or that next breath…it will only be the present that really matters.
Slow down. Hold the baby longer than you need to, just to be sure he’s really sleeping peacefully before you get up. Take in the scent of his baby skin and the way he grunts as he settles into blissful sleep.
Stop. Get down on the floor to see that Lego structure he has created, the artwork being shoved into your hands or the ladybug crawling on the ground at your feet.
Don’t let the chaos overwhelm you. Focus on the job in front of you or the small thing you can do right now to make a difference. Fold one load of laundry, commit to sweeping around the kitchen table or grab the opportunity to nap while the babies are sleeping.
Just find that next right thing.
This is sometimes how I survive the roller coaster of foster care.
Tomorrow may be terrifying.
Tomorrow may be painful.
Tomorrow may change everything.
But right now, there is a diaper that needs changing. There are little hands that need to be held. There are noodles to scoop and smiles to return. There are clothes to fold. There are bags to pack, pictures to print or hugs to give.
Do the next right thing.
Do not waste this moment because the next one looks so hard you can barely breathe.
This moment, this now that you are existing within, is just as important as whatever will happen next. The little moments make up something valuable; they make up a life.
Most of life happens, not in the brightness or in the darkness, but in the medium light of a regular day.Emily P. Freeman
If you are like me, you have a hard time with the small, ordinary moments of faithfulness. There is adrenaline for the highs and lows and a determined, resolute fire burning in your gut when faced with the giants of the world.
But when nobody is looking and it’s three o’clock on a Monday afternoon, well…that is when it’s hard to see your way through. That is when it’s hard to take a deep breath, solve yet another spat gently, get up off the couch, or choose carrot sticks over a chocolate chip cookie.
But those ordinary moments are ultimately what make you who you are and determine the course of your life.
Want to get in shape, eat healthier, be more productive, spend time with your kids, or improve your marriage?
It happens when you choose the next right thing.
One foot in front of the other, one choice at a time.
It has been said that God has not promised us strength for tomorrow, next week or the coming year. He has only promised us the sustenance, courage and resilience for today.
So take a deep breath, my friend.
Focus your eyes on what you need to do and find your next right thing.