So, it's once again the dawn of a new year, and with that comes the inevitable opening of the new school term. Standing here on the brink of another adventure, I pray I'll make it through all right, and hopefully better than before. Adventure does not necessarily mean a good thing. Lester asked me if I was excited about going back to school. Yes, I am, but excitement is just an anticipatory emotion. It can be either bad or good, and in this case, it means bad. Perhaps a better word to describe my feelings now would be apprehension, or nervous anticipation. It can't be a very good sign to open the school year with PE. But then again, I guess that's just a sign of things to come. Let's just say I'm not particularly looking forward to the end of this year.
I've begun to feel as though every moment is precious to me. I wish I could hold on to them, but time just slips past me, even as I wish it would stop. I want everything to stop, and allow me to enjoy my last few moments of peace, snatches of which I experienced today, and yesterday. This is like the deep breath before the plunge. And even as I plunge, I want every moment of it to last longer, move slower. It's like I'm clinging on to some board, slowly, or quickly, being sucked down into some unimaginable abyss.
I pray I can let go and trust God.
For I am convinced that nothing can separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.
Musa: I'm NOT a babe. And even with you around, it may not be tt much of a blast I'm afraid. More like an agonising crawl through the mud.
Vicks: Nope, you've got to do better to have an entire list devoted to you. There are plenty of other contenders.
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