A few years ago, I started closing my emails and letters
with the phrase “Looking Forward.” Although I am aware the statement appears unremarkable,
as in “Looking forward to seeing you,” my intention is deliberate. My meaning
is, “I am looking forward—not backward. The ambiguity of my ‘closing’ is there
by design—hidden inside an otherwise innocuous statement. I never imagined how significant this statement of faith was to become. Since February when I had surgery for pancreatic cancer, I have tried to get back to normal. But I know I must rather embrace a more forward-looking view, a new normal that includes the uncertainty of cancer’s return. Without looking back, and not knowing what lies ahead, I must live one day at a time.
Today I read a cancer survivor newsletter that said, “Don't look back, but remember what makes you happy [each day].” What makes me ‘happy’ is pleasing my Father by living one day at a time. Is it working? Not quite, but like Paul, “I [continue to] focus on this one thing: forgetting the
past and looking forward to what lies ahead [one day at a time]” (Philip
3:13 NLT).
