Are We There Yet?

Are we there yet?

As a child, this was the question that I would often ask my mother as we travelled in taxi cabs, trains, buses, or on foot. The anticipation of new experiences in different places always excited me so much that I would even neglect the company of my own mother and fellow travelers as we journeyed together. I would take for granted the warmth of her expression, the patience of her instruction, and the gift of her presence. At my insistence, I sat near the window, in the front seat, near the driver. Even though I positioned myself to observe present surroundings; the passing scenery was often overlooked as we passed by and through the familiar to the strange territory. The trees, buildings, people were just amusing images that paled in comparison to the mental picture I had of the place of our destination. The various traffic lights, train stations, bus stops along the way were constant annoyances that seemed to delay our destination, arrival. And when we did reach our destination, to my surprise, I would have no recollection of the journey, just our arrival.

“When I was a child, I talked like a child; I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child.”

Joyce Myers wrote a book entitled: Enjoying Where You are on the Way to Where You are Going. I often rephrase this title as: Enjoy where you are until you get where you’re going.

Just like most children we as adults forsake the here and now for futuristic objectives. We live for Fridays, paydays, weekends, birthdays, graduations, etc. We don’t live enough for today. Our lives have become one big blur. But there is help.

My mother had a question that she would often ask me while we journeyed. It was a question that would immediately cause me to take into consideration my present circumstances and situation.
The question was: Do you know where you are, now?

Are we there yet?
No, but until we get there, we can enjoy where we are today.
Do you know where you are, now?