“The future starts today, not tomorrow.”
Pope John Paul II
“Tomorrow never comes”, I said to my then 14-yr old a few months ago.
“Yes it does,” she replied, “tomorrow’s Friday and when midnight comes, it will be Friday.”
“But on Friday, tomorrow then becomes Saturday which will be the next day”, I responded. “So tomorrow never comes.”
Silence. Baffle. Bewilderment. I loved watching every second of it rush through my child as she contemplated my words. We debated the topic for a few more minutes and then I got to quite enjoy words I’m sure other parents like to hear their children utter: “I guess you’re right.” Yes, beloved child, mom is right again.
Today’s Daily Prompt asked me if I had the power to predict the future (at a per use cost of living one day less), how would I use it, if at all. Loaded question, simple answer: no I wouldn’t use it. In fact, I wouldn’t use the opposite super-power either, one to be able to go back into the past.
While my mind and heart may visit those two eternities ambiguously, my soul is kept alive through each and every single breath my body takes. Definitively and in the moment. Alzheimer’s could take my mind from me. Coronary artery disease could take my heart from me. But nothing can take my soul from me. It is me, my guiding force, my entire existence beyond physical and material things. My life’s reason and my reason for living. My soul is my unique fingerprint in the database of the pilgrimage of life. I soul therefore I am.
What is the cost of knowing tomorrow’s agenda? One less tomorrow. Premature soul death.
What is the cost living today just the way it presents itself? A breath of life in my soul. Priceless.
Photo source: The Chinese symbol for soul from cultural-china.com