Now. Always now.
A certain rich man was accustomed to honor a sufi by giving him pieces of silver.
“Would you like one piece of silver now, O Lord of my Spirit, or three at breakfast tomorrow morning?”
The sufi answered, “I love the half a coin that I have already in my hand from yesterday more than the promise of a whole one today, or the promise of a hundred tomorrow. A sufi is the child of this moment.”