For two decades now I have been waiting for life to happen. I have waited for so long.In primary school, I wanted to go to high school. In high school I wanted to be in college. Total freedom. No bells. Consolation was its "Just a few more days, I will fly away to a land where joy shall never end." Heaven knows how loudly we sang that song in chapel. Campus was our land of joy.Or so we thought.
High school was done. Here Came Campus!.Yaaaaay.The long awaited freedom. In first year; At last. But NO, I wanted to be in second year. I was tired of being a Freshman already. I wanted to be sophomore sooner. Then I realized there was too much work. I wished I was in third year.
I was told fourth year was easier; the work load would be way less. The higher you go, the lesser the burden, they said. So I waited for that fourth year.. Always consoling myself that life would be easier then. From my window, I watched the fifth years in pyjamas all day. Playing cards in the day. Laughing so loudly in the night while I struggled with assignments. Of course I envied them; quite a lot. I wanted to be in fifth year.. So yes I got to fifth year and was busy; so busy.. I wonder how the previous ones had such amount of time.

Somewhere in the"waiting for life to start", It dawned on me that all along life had been happening.They say life starts at 40..Well,I don't think so.Life began already. Life does not begin when conditions get perfect.. Not when you clear school, not when you get a job or get married. It is the time in between.That stretch between the mountain or the valley. At the centre of arrival and departure, is where the journey of life happens. The period between perfect and imperfect is what is called Life.
I am reminded of the story of a boy with a magical wand that he would pull whenever he was in a phase of life that he did not like. So he pulled during class time to go for break.He pulled his singlehood into a relationship then into marriage,into children, into adults then into old age.In his old age he realized his last move on the magic wand would be death. As he lay in bed about to die he regretted that all his life he had pulled his life away.
Friend,God ordered our lives in seasons and appointed a time for each. So stop "waiting" the season away. He is not surprised that you are in it because He is the author of time. So when its time to plant,plant.If to uproot,uproot.Don't let life pass you by as you wait for life to happen. It is happening.
Here and Now.
Best Wishes
Mwarray
That is me :-(
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Thank you Jaber..
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