I read a great poem
by Madeline L' Engle
The poem spoke of an actor
suddenly in a play
not written by herself;
the actor learns that
is learning to play a part in a drama
that someone else is writing.
(I would post the poem, but believe it is still under copyright).
I am being challenged to grow, indeed,
to grow up
in ways I did not see coming.
(Perhaps I should of seen it, but that is a moot point).
I am seeing that I have to be willing to change,
without promise of the outcome,
without knowing what my future will be.
All I know is that I have to participate in this change
and wow, can it be hard to do.
Lord have mercy.