The Will Of Heaven

All things have a time and a season and when it is the right time, almost nothing can stop them.

The flip side of that is that when it is not the right time, trying to force an issue is probably pointless and, perhaps even dangerous.

I remember trying to teach my daughter to ride a bicycle. I ran up and down that sidewalk so many times, that I memorized the cracks. Still, she couldn't seem to get the hang of it. Then, one day, she said, "Mom, maybe if we just start at the top of the hill, it'll work."

And it did. Maybe it was the technique, but I suspect she was just ready.

When I am ready, things happen.

When you are ready, things happen too.

The trick seems to be coordinating those times that involve more than just me and that is most of the time.

We aren't like those little Beta Fish that live alone in glass bowls. And, so, there is always some sort of judgment call.

Then again, maybe it is still all dependent on it being the right time.

We come together, join hands and then take a step back, leaving room for the will of heaven to dance between us.