a reflection on a seven year journey...

at first glimpse,
only a blurred outline,
and the faint beginnings of an answer,
seemingly simple,
seemingly straightforward,
and yet time holds out for more...

the second time around,
a closer look, but still the edges are rough,
and through the haze of pain,
alone, always alone in the heavy still silence,
finding again an answer, the answer that is
not yet complete,
and the eyes, the soul shrouded in a burning ache,
looks up to see a soothing, calming answer
that cannot yet know completion...

the third time comes
suddenly as it is wont to do,
and when it does,
eyes opened,
heart ready,
come face to face with destiny,
the answer that has reached its fulfilment,
the journey is only beginning yet...

seven years, and only now do i glimpse the pieces of His pattern and meaning in my life...how it has all fitted together, and how i have never really understood...who would have thought? and like a refrain, a peaceful, tranquil counter-melody that runs beneath the highly excitable and fast paced melodic line that is my life, it has repeated its theme, calling me, urging me forward, and i can no longer resist the call. i know i must do what is right, sure as Kilimanjaro rises like Olympus above the Serengeti (from 'Africa' by Toto)...it rouses me from the stupor i am in as i stumble from day-to-day, wakes me up to see beyond the horizons of today and blends past, present, future, breaching the boundaries of self...

the path is long, and the day still young...the quest, and where does it end? quo vadis - where do i go from here? it stretches out, and i know as i walk, there will be bends, there will be crossroads, there will be moments when i am called to choose...and choose i will, in His name all be done.
each day shows me a new piece in the pattern, each day i live and walk with the God of surprises...and He is always showing me new ways He surprises me...
amen.