The Waiting
We wait too long in our shortness of life to live. We dwell
in a land of tomorrows where there is always time and never trouble to halt our
dreaming. How often we silence the desires of the moment with promises of soon
and someday and quiet our children with maybes and we’ll sees. Too easily we
hide behind responsible living and rational thinking, falling in step with
acceptable notions of success. We stand up quickly to be accounted against our
neighbours, ledger to ledger best measure.
There should be more strive for days in the sun, the rain
the bustle and the quiet of loving, where ‘have to’s’ are brushed aside for ‘want
to’s’. More time spent saying yes to moments that stock the heart with comforts
for darknesses ahead. If only we could be brave enough in a moment of choice to
choose. Not default to the requisite, adding our footfalls to those ahead and
behind us on the path leading our children by example into a life where hearts
desires have less value than airs.
No measure exists to what the heart can hold only a measure
to the time we have to fill it. My prayer today shall be one for bravery. For
the courage to use words like now, today and yes. For strength enough to smile at and encourage my
children when they chose the path I fear. Today I will not wait for the perfect
time or the right moment. I will say yes to all good things that come my way,
yes to new memories and opportunities to dance with my soul. Today I will not wait so long to live.
