Today
began with so much promise; I had big dreams and bigger plans. The sun shone
brightly mirroring the thoughts in my heart. I was so excited, today is the D
day.
I stepped out, there was hardly a gust
of wind; the scorching sun beats down mercilessly but I didn't mind, at the
least not for a while. I started off with a spring in my steps. The harder I tried,
the more my dreams seemed to elude me at first, it didn't soothe me so much but
then I saw a man running past me, just like me, he was moving towards his
dreams but with so much speed. He waved to me and stopped for a chat.
“Where
are you off to friend?” he asked
“On
my way to make it big” I replied
He
thought for a while and smiled, “I know a shortcut, it will get you there faster”
he whispered
Is
it a right way? I asked hesitantly
His
eyes twinkled “of course not but then you would spend all your life on this
path.” And off he went with a smirk on his face. I refused to walk with him;
I’ll make it the right way I believed
Many passed me, fast and furious leaving
me behind in their wake, many I knew following this strangers path.
The
rain began to fall, the road hard to thread, the mud was sticky, I only got
slower then I saw the strangers face in my mind “go on slow poke,” he veered, “let’s
see you make it on the path of integrity”
I turned only a little and considered
the easy way, it wasn’t rainy over there and the rain looked so perfect, does
it really matter? I asked myself well, I think it is no big deal.
So I turned and took this path,
everything worked out for a while, I was walking and seemed to be happy with
everyone, laughing as I went part of me
was gradually being lost but I didn’t really mind. I was on the path to
greatness and that was all that mattered to me .all of a sudden, I tripped and
fell into a ditch, I did not see it, it looked like the road. I tried to come
out of it but I couldn’t my companion laughed, jeered and mocked. They turned
their backs. Struggled to stand but I couldn’t. Tears rolled down my cheeks. I
was doing well on the road of integrity but now I have fallen all because I
took another way.
As I lay down in despair, too weak to
get up and too ashamed to ask the father for help, a poem dropped into my
heart; a poem about an elementary school teacher and a little boy who has
soiled his paper.it said….
He came to my desk with
quivering lips
The lesson was done
Have you a now sheet for me
dear teacher?
I’ve soiled this one
I took his sheet all soiled
and blotted
Gave him a new sheet all
unspotted
And into his tired heart I
cried
Do better now my child
With
tears falling down, I cried to God. I fell once more but at his feet, then I
heard him say
“I
have given you a new chance all unspotted and in my tired heart I heard, do
better now my child”.
The sun was up again, I was up at last.
I was on my way to purpose and I was not afraid to trek the long road. This time,
I rely on my Saviour; only then can I get it right.
(Special thanks to Ekilarz for this beautiful writeup)
