There is no such insignificant moment that is not worthy to receive God’s grace. Each is big enough for love for God and neighbor. And we believe so little in the present moment, as if the true one, the saving one, the great one is yet to come or as if it has already passed. And so we rest on the cushion of memories and dreams. And the moments, these vessels of God waiting for the contents, escape empty, because neither memory nor vision of imagination can fulfill them. Parent et imputantur. They go through, but they add up, they add up to our account, they burden us.
Now is the time of grace, now is the moment of salvation. Lord of eternity and every moment, you inexorably return us to the present moment, to the “now”. You awaken those who wait for great extraordinary opportunities that may never come, and neglect the small ones that are certain and abundant. A moment decides eternity. The present moment saves her or threatens her. Now, on this occasion, wearing nothing special, not even anything religious, it is my salvation.
Nothing is provisional, transitory, negligible for salvation, or everything is provisional, transitory, negligible. What does it matter, what fills this moment with, joy or sorrow, glory or disgrace, health or rest, anxiety or peace, or the whole catalog of contradictions of the cross, as stated by St. Paul. This mundane tiny moment is a vessel for love for God and people.
Therefore, together with John XXIII. Let’s fulfill the resolution: Experiencing the present moment as if it were the only moment, the only task for which the Lord sent me. The only one on which my salvation depends.
