Much sooner rather than later, I’ll have entertained a quarter-of-a-century here on this earth. My goodness, does that NOT sound like a long time (i.e. old as dirt)? That fact is so intimidating to me. The world says that there are certain things I’m supposed to have accomplished by this age, of which include:
1) Completing an education from an accredited 4-yr institution.
2) Obtain a high-paying job that I would have been unable to get without aforementioned education.
3) Have a nice amount of disposable income that allows me to shop/kick it/entertain at leisure.
4) Live in a NICE apt/house and drive an equally nice car.
5) Be well on my way to sealing the deal with the love of my life.
Well how about I’ve yet to get past the first bullet point. As Andre Dubos III so eloquently states in his novel, House of Sand and Fog, “…America, the land of milk and honey. But they never tell you the milk’s gone sour and the honey’s stolen.” The only thing that makes me feel slightly okay about my situation is that I know of many others walking in my same shoes.
We’re all out here on our daily grind, our heads raised to the sky, praying that God hears our prayers-prayers to deliver us from this rut of complacency and mediocrity. Surely this isn’t all that God has intended for us, right? Somewhere over that rainbow my pot of gold awaits me. But darn it, when is the storm going to end, so I can spot that rainbow, walk to its end and claim what’s mine!?
Oh, and spare me the infamous “there’s no test without a testimony.” The first one to spew that cliché is getting punched in their throat lol; I’m not trying to hear that right now. Peace and blessings.