“It’s not tomorrow now.” That is what my grandson, Finn, said to me when I told him I would be going home the next day, after a short visit. I always hate to leave, even though he and his dad, my son, and his mom don’t live so very far away. I usually make it a point of telling Finn that I will leave, feel sad without him and will be back soon. But after he said that to me, I realized that it was rather foolish of me to even mention it. He, unlike most of us, does not live in yesterdays and tomorrows. For him there is only now—and that is a good thing, the only thing really that we must remember and live. It’s not tomorrow now, and it is not yesterday now.
Out of the mouths of babes, indeed! Children are intuitive and so much wiser in that regard—of living in the present, and I am convinced that my grandson is remarkable in his ability not only to feel that, but to articulate what for us may seem like a “deep insight,” the matter of fact reality we forget to live by. He was also saying, “You and I are here together right now, so let’s enjoy our time and not think for even one second about a time when we will not be together—for that takes away from the time we do have.
I love you, Finn for reminding me that in love and the best parts of life we do not live in time. There is only the present where time touches eternity," and that is eternal and that is heaven on earth.