"Could I throw out my line to the ocean of the world,
stand there at the edge, patient and still, and say to life,
anything, anything at all, whatever you give me,
I'll reel it in, I'll take it?"
This is a generous thought about awareness and acceptance, isn't it?
Here's my question.
Do we have a choice?
Aren't we going to be reeling it in regardless?
What is the alternative?
To drop the pole of life and sit there empty handed and witless?
When I think of what we're reeling in right now,
I'm thinking we're doing a mighty good job of taking it.
For me, the question is, now what?
I want to toss it in the bin and throw out my line again.
Reel in something with better taste and higher nourishment.
There's a choice!
That's something I'm happy to catch.
If we're speaking of unspeakable tragedy...
Like the loss of a precious someone we hold dear,
I'm not sure I could throw out my line,
reel it in, take it. Not willingly.
Not sitting still and patient.
I resist extending that invitation.
Thing is, I can't drop this pole of life.
I can only rely on grace to be there
with me to transfigure a grievous catch.
Much easier to write about than to live through.
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