Thursday, December 6, 2012

please, please, please

Life is funny sometimes.


In life we ask for things.  We pray and plead for things.  We fight, act and react, we say we need things and do things to earn what we think we want.

Have you ever needed something so bad that you pleaded on your knees?  I'm talking on your knees, tears streaming kind of pleading?  Have you ever found yourself at the brink of some life event or change thinking "please, please let this be the time", or "let the job go through", or "let him win", or "let us get pregnant", or "make the meds work", or "let her cancer be gone"?  Or, have you pleaded for things like weight loss, money or luck?

The funny thing about life is that while sometimes when we plead, it is our own way of disguising our hard work,  other times, it is our own way of grasping at invisible straws.

We plead as we do things to get us to our goals. "Just let me get through this run" or "Just let me avoid this (insert greasy high fat food)".   It gets us through whatever moment we are in.  Eventually we reach one of our goals (that is if what we are trying to achieve is within our control).

For things that are totally out of our control however, those pleading moments are met with a final and abrupt brick wall, when what we've worked and hoped for, asked and begged for, doesn't come to pass.

It is that moment when you realize that what you wanted or needed so badly hasn't happened.  That moment when your stomach drops and your throat closes and your heart beats so hard you know someone ten feet away can hear it.

And you have to decide what to do next.  Do you give up?  Try again?  Will you be defeated by your own disappointment? Will fear of failing a second time or even a third keep you from getting back at it?

It is in that difficult moment, when you make that decision, you begin to define yourself.  That is when life's adventure begins...

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