Speaking of Time...

Doesn't it seem like we've been here before?  Maybe it's because we have.

I like to take the "those who don't know history are doomed to repeat it" thought to a very personal level, knowing that I am going to have to face the same giants until I find the right stone to fell them.

I used to fantasize as a child about being able to go back in time and warn my then self about decisions I was about to make, to try and steer myself away from trouble.  As a child I made a lot of bad decisions.  But if I could go back and talk to him, I don't think I could change those decisions.  I was who I was then, and didn't know how to make better decisions that the ones I made.  I was busy failing the same tests, moving my way through the wheel-within-a-wheel.

The wheel withing a wheel - the part of our lives where the Lord leads us to a situation, as with Job, where we struggle with the same issue, the same character flaw until we learn to move past it.  For Job, he had to get past his pride.  He was so busy telling God and his friends that he never sinned that he didn't realize it wasn't about sin.  It was about love, that the God who leashed the leviathan was the same God who spoke face-to-face with Job.

I'll settle with Spirit-to-spirit.

I feel like I'm moving to a new wheel this week, moving past mistakes I've been making for a long time.  I'm having new dreams.  Having real grown-up plans come into view.  But nothing new comes without something old leaving, so growth is always the bitter parting of friends mixed with the adventure of new lands.  The one going off to new adventure feels the excitement, the ones left behind feel the sting.

I might start rambling at this point, so I'll let you go.  Be at peace, my friend.