The Sailing Ship, RIM Nativa Port of Davao, Philippines November 17, 8:46 PM Where would I go, if I could go anywhere Ive never been before? Ask me, and I will tell you---it may to Spain, to Barcelona or to Madrid...no to Barcelona for sure, as I have often thought of the place with its architecture and romance and its history...yes to Barcelona, then! Or, perhaps I would choose to go to Paris, or to Saint Petersburg...no to Paris for sure, for I have not seen the Eiffel Tower and neither the Louvre, except in books and imaginations. Then perhaps I should like to travel to Bucharest, or to London, or to Bombay...or is it Mumbai these days?...or to Ceylon, but no, it is now Sri Lanka...ahhh but they are still the same for they have been the same for hundreds of years and yet in my time I have not seen them for I have not ventured to such places...but I would, if I could. And what would I be, if I could be anything I wanted to be, that is if of course, I werent what I am? Ask me and I will tell you---perhaps I would be the artist in the streets of Barcelona, painting lovely pictures of the architecture, and capturing the moments of romance between couples strolling in the parks or upon the boulevards...yes, an artist then! Or perchance I would choose to be the one who changes the light bulbs at the very tip top of the Eiffel Tower because I love a good view and from what I imagine, the view from there would be stupendous! Or I could be the caretaker in the Louvre...ah, no! but the scholar who guides the tours spouting off about the wonderful works of art therein...yes, the scholar, then! Or, I would choose whatever there is to be in Bucharest or in London...in Bombay, or Mumbai, if you prefer...or in Ceylon, or Sri Lanka, I am reminded...yes, I would look around and find myself in the middle of all sorts of occupations that surely could use one such as I and then I would ponder the possibilities and I would choose...if I could choose to be whatever I wanted to be...if I were not what I am. And the questions of imaginations such as mine have no limit! How would I live, if I could choose to live in any way I have not lived before? Or what would be my name if I could choose a name for myself...even a name unusual and inspiring or mysterious and odd. I knew a man named Odd once...and I admired him! Or how would I choose to move about if I did not move about as I move about? Yes, such questions seem unending. And what of all this superfluous rambling, if indeed it is superfluous at all, and likely it is, unless of course, you are tuned into the same notions as I, and have in the past, wondered also about yourself and where you would go, and what you would be, and what you would do...if only you could. But I cannot choose for you. And neither can you choose for me. And what you would choose is not what I would and what I would choose is not what you would, so, there you have it! We each choose for ourselves and what so often seems to be an impossibility to us is not impossible at all...but we close doors, and we look away from dreams...and we content ourselves with far less than what can be because we believe too often that those are things...that cannot be. But I will seek Gods Face. And I will stand before His infinite slate of possibilities for me. And I will embrace all that He is and all that He has for me...and to those things, I will run! My choosing of all the incredibly wonderful and stupendous and amazing things of this world will pale in the light of His perfect will for me! And before this truth, I bow my head with thanksgiving. And I am happy! God bless you all. I am praying for you! I will post again...
Posted on: Mon, 17 Nov 2014 13:46:33 +0000
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