as the clock ticks....

As the clock ticks, it seems as though it is ticking ever so slowly. I was told that there is joy in waiting. Because the best is still yet to come. Because what lies ahead is far better than what is. Because there is also joy and excitement to be discovered in this period of anticipation. Above all, because the subject of all my anticipation is definitely worth anticipating!

Of course, this is easier said than done, as in most cases. Seeing others having found and was found sure makes me wonder when will it be my turn, or will it ever....

Then other questions keep pouring in. What if I stumble upon one? What will I do? Wait a minute... how do I know the right one in the first place? Because I, for one, do not believe in casualness. It's all or nothing!

Yet, there is a part of me hidden deep within that secretly longs for momentary satisfaction. Even just a spark of the moment will be sufficient.

Then I turn around and condemn myself for the folly of being overcome by a passion of the moment.

I guess the time will come... someday. As the clock continues to tick, there is nothing much to be done, since there is no way to make it tick faster. I can sure adjust the clock by screwing the back of it, but then, that would be cheating. Worse still, I would have been cheating myself! How totally absurd that will be...

So, I guess, this is the time of patient anticipation, of fervent and wise prayers and of much needed growth.