Put down my brush
Rest my fingers
For the very source of soul
That drove my brush, today
Denied me the right to go forth
Back to keyboard I am
Relegated to words alone
There I was sitting on my bench chewing on the back of my pencil thinking of I don’t know what. Well never had I chewed on my pencil in the first 15 or 16 years of my life then why now? What was I thinking putting a piece of wood into my mouth? The question was why now of all times, I mean never as a child, then why at this age? I just couldn’t figure out why I had done that. Not that I was sleepy or anything.
Another day another time fell down from a foot and a half high railing (at most two feet) onto a soft pile of mud, dislocated a couple of bones and five years down the line fell off a moving scooter, escaped with a crack.
Snap back to reality, ever happened to you? Not the chewing of the pencil but something that made you feel like what I felt? Feel like “why on earth did I do that?” or “how the hell could that happen?”. Hasn’t it seemed awfully strange when you get that “I don’t know how I knew it, but I just knew it ” feeling or the “but that’s impossible” feeling?
Having been through the best part of my teenage life, philosophically speaking, I’ve seen people; people those who believe in miracles, in coincidences, accidents, luck and a whole lot of things. Who believe that God’s there listening to all their prayers and reconsidering his next step. Sounds good enough doesn’t it?
But just for once consider this……………
What if God’s already planned it all and gone on a vacation? I’m not an atheist but what if there are no miracles, no second chances, no near escapes, no coincidences? Maybe he’s not there to show us the path, maybe he wants us to choose our own? I’d like to believe that everything that happens is meant to happen, every slip, every wrong turn, every chance encounter, every close shave is written. And there is absolutely nothing we can do about that. Having said that, I do believe God’s got a plan for all of us and all that is upto us is to try to best fit in to that plan. What that plan is and how do I fit in, are things which may take me a few more years to realize. How do you know that this is God’s plan for you? You just will (maybe you’ll get one of those “I just know it” urges). But sitting back and thinking that it’ll all happen by itself is the worst thing that you can do to yourself. You think it’s a coincidence you’re reading this, I don’t think so……
For me life has offered too many “miracles”, ”coincidences” and “second chances” to believe in them. You may agree with me to the point of insanity or you may not. Hell you may even be thinking,“ why in the world am I wasting my time on this when I’ve got so much to do? ”. But one day or the other you will feel what I’ve felt, be it temporarily only, and you’ll set out, trying hard to fit into God’s plan……………..