An in-between time

There has been much talk during this pandemic, with its concomitant restrictions on movement and much 'normal' activity, of this being an 'in between time'. And the past ten days, between the Ascension and today's Pentecost, has had much of this;- perhaps focussed it in ways we had not thought.
All this is true, but all this is also false; all times are 'in between times'- between the past and the future, or say, my birthday and yours, one project or another. It's a reminder that all we have is the present.

That should demand of us an attentiveness to the moment, in the light of how precious the moment is; a 'being present' to the present. Well, it's something I wish and pray for, rather than the jerky attentiveness to some big event yesterday and some big event to come, leaving the present just a passage of time with little meaning or content.
With the advent of the Spirit of God today, we have, if we choose to take it up, a new way of looking at the present. It is the gift of seeing the moment as Jesus saw it, the moment when he knows power has gone out of him; the moment he sees what no one else sees- a blind beggar who needs healing; the moment he sees his mother by the cross, and gifts her and his disciple John to each other.

'Once I was blind, but now I see' was the witness of one healed by Jesus; it could be all of us, in the healing of time which his Holy Spirit brings us.