I'm not sure how this past week has been different, but suddenly, I'm not stressed or worried about the job (or should I say jobless) situation. No, it's not because new opportunities are popping up endlessly and so I feel secure that something will work out. It's not even that I've got something now that will be an adequate bill payer. I just happened to not stress or feel overwhelmed this week while thinking about said sad situation. I'm not sure if this is me finally learning to trust, or pure apathy (which with me is actually a very good possibility), but either way I'll take it.
Maybe it all goes back to finally enjoying the ride. It's maybe one of my more favorite little ditties I've ever read (and it probably ups it a few spots since I wrote it) but here goes:
why do we count on plans and hopes instead of living in what he has granted us today in the here and now? i long for the day when i will stop planning for the next stop to arrive. when i will stop searching my bags for a map and instead press my face eagerly against the window awaiting the scenery he has planted for me to enjoy while i ride.
And maybe that time is finally here. Maybe, for some odd reason, tomorrow seems far enough away (and harmless enough) that I'm able to just sit back and enjoy the ride until then. I think peace is finally here. And I'll tell you what.. peace is always welcome.
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