Zip! Zap! Zoom! Not Batman, nor Supergirl, just me, doing the race against time! The simulated peculiar Road – Runner type of a compulsive animated action (You know what I mean).
The days when somehow you miss the warning wake-up ring of the alarm or when you just cannot seem to do anything but hit the snooze button for that extra five precious minutes; then startle up suddenly, lagging an hour behind the clock, cursing and kicking.
Then begin the cut downs – no time for the undisturbed quiet serene moment of a tete-a tete with the Lord, no time enough to stretch the muscles, (they would just have to jump- start to a gallop on the run), a slash-down on the full course of a healthy breakfast spread and the relaxed warm caress of the hot ‘mugga’ coffee.
Bundled Nerves, thumping Heart and a frazzled me, tense and strained to the point of bursting as we skip the ‘slow-est coach’ of an elevator to do a bolting double-take on the flight four-floors up – certainly not a very welcome happening of an adrenaline rush. How I abhorred such days. Besides the drain of stress, fret and anxiousness, it would often leave me guilt-ridden.
……and then, one fine day it dawned on me…..
It was one of those (not frequent, yet) dreaded days. Behind schedule once again! I resolutely rolled up my sleeves, decisive and bold! I stood my ground. I shut aside all else and quieted my mind in hushed tranquility.
Tuning- in to His prompting, I listened and obeyed. I didn’t need to seek, neither hard nor far. He was right there steadfast and sure- simply waiting for my foolish self to surrender the threat of delay into His mighty hands.
Keeping steady pace at the morning chores, I was ready. With no scrambled scurry I set foot outside the door glancing up at the time-piece on the wall before I left. Time seemed to have stood still. Was I well within schedule? A surprised realization came to light – despite having started with running behind schedule, I was able to mark my time very well with the ticking minutes. With none of the scamper, hurry ,bustle, dash and dart I was able to walk right up to my office desk unruffled and composed.
Tried, vetted and proven , today I stand firm on my convction that nothing can take first place; not a moment of disregard must stand in the stead of my while with the Lord and there remains no two ways about this truth.
