Wheels up and on the way home. Bumpy to start through the clouds but smoothing out now. Just 45 minutes to go. Something about no hot drinks over the intercom…
Shooting off the runway toward the thick clouds it made me think... maybe those who don’t believe never hope for something they can’t see. But I think belief gives rise to a hope that it could be as you imagine. And to imagine is to create something you can only at first believe in. Without belief what do we do but fear. Fear for the unknown. Fear for what we can’t control. It’s a slippery slope from there.
As I look out the window I first look down. I know that path. I know where it leads. So I force myself to look up. I look out across the horizon. I squint my eyes and look out as far as I can and then I will myself to look just a little bit further. I look for the hope I cannot yet see. That it will wink back at me and push me to imagine where I can go next. Try as I might I just can’t see it. So I close my eyes and I will myself to imagine it. Hmm…nothing. “Patience” I softly say to myself, “patience”. Still nothing… “Don’t fear Ben… let it go… breath… and let it come… believe”.
Oh wait… was that it? Just a little inkling at first. A tiny sparkle out of nowhere. Growing brighter now and I know I’m not imaging it anymore. It’s coming in faster. Filling up my view like the light of morning sunrise. Okay, warp speed and I can barely keep up. Where’s my pen? I have to write some of these ideas down. Wow, this really is good, did Ridley Scott direct this? Oh wait, is this costing me money!
All of a sudden I feel the engines have wound just a little bit back. The pilot punches in and tells me 10 minutes to touchdown. I never did get a drink...
I slowly open my eyes and you know what… I can still see it. I turn away from the window thinking the vision will shake loose. But no, it follows me. It turns out it was there all along. Well I’ll be. I only had to look within. I only ever had to chose to say…
I Believe.
Shooting off the runway toward the thick clouds it made me think... maybe those who don’t believe never hope for something they can’t see. But I think belief gives rise to a hope that it could be as you imagine. And to imagine is to create something you can only at first believe in. Without belief what do we do but fear. Fear for the unknown. Fear for what we can’t control. It’s a slippery slope from there.
As I look out the window I first look down. I know that path. I know where it leads. So I force myself to look up. I look out across the horizon. I squint my eyes and look out as far as I can and then I will myself to look just a little bit further. I look for the hope I cannot yet see. That it will wink back at me and push me to imagine where I can go next. Try as I might I just can’t see it. So I close my eyes and I will myself to imagine it. Hmm…nothing. “Patience” I softly say to myself, “patience”. Still nothing… “Don’t fear Ben… let it go… breath… and let it come… believe”.
Oh wait… was that it? Just a little inkling at first. A tiny sparkle out of nowhere. Growing brighter now and I know I’m not imaging it anymore. It’s coming in faster. Filling up my view like the light of morning sunrise. Okay, warp speed and I can barely keep up. Where’s my pen? I have to write some of these ideas down. Wow, this really is good, did Ridley Scott direct this? Oh wait, is this costing me money!
All of a sudden I feel the engines have wound just a little bit back. The pilot punches in and tells me 10 minutes to touchdown. I never did get a drink...
I slowly open my eyes and you know what… I can still see it. I turn away from the window thinking the vision will shake loose. But no, it follows me. It turns out it was there all along. Well I’ll be. I only had to look within. I only ever had to chose to say…
I Believe.