In life there is no back button, no undo, no return to the place from whence we came. We have but two choices, to imprison ourselves in the moment and hide in the corner, which is to wither and eventually die inside... or to carry on.
When the above bit of clever food art first appeared on the Internet, I was drawn not only to it's charm, but also to the message it illustrates so clearly... it is up to us to carry ourselves onward. It is my belief, a belief that I have come to understand gradually over many years of picking up the pieces of my life and cobbling them back together as best as I could into some sort of usable form, that we have within us the strength and ability to weather any storm, to survive any catastrophe, to endure any agony. We have that tiny spark of light... soul, that connects us to the Greatness and to boundless love and energy that are encompassed in the realm of God. Faith is our recharger, hope is what gives us the courage to plug ourselves in.
We ARE stronger than we think, we are more durable and more resilient than we have come to believe. It doesn't have to be pretty, we don't always dance in the rain; more often we slog through the mud and arrive with scratches and tangled hair, and one shoe missing. It isn't easy, life ISN'T easy. I don't trust anyone who says it is. But in the many times that were so dark and desperate that I was quite certain I couldn't make it another day, and was even more certain that I didn't want to, something inside me clicked into gear and locked me in tight to the Power Source of life - even as I denied it's existence. I didn't really want to give up, I wanted desperately to believe there was even a tiny bit of hope that life could at some point right itself and be better than what I had known. As the old adage says "When you get to the end of your rope, tie a knot and hang on." Yes, hold on tight to the lesson you've already learned... that you WILL make it through that night, and the next day... and the next week... and the next month... you always have before - you are still here, and you will again.
Make the choice to carry on... to make it through the next moment, and then the next hour, and then the next day. Situations have an amazing way of changing, or at least of changing our perspective, often in just a few days. What seemed insurmountable or unbearable two days ago, we become less intimidating if we give it time. Don't give in to panic and desperate acts. Breathe, put one foot in front of the other, reach out to those who are also on the journey... and carry on.
When I look back now, from a sixty year perspective, I realize that eventually I always found my way, and I know that no matter what life brings, by the grace of God I always will.
This story was written for Two Shoes Tuesday
where the theme choices this week are carry and coincidence