These shadows I will love dancing with

For the next three weeks I am away from my normal settings and comfort. By the time I am done I would have spent at least 16 nights in a one man dome tent , traveled at least  1500 kilometers , met and interfaced with a lot of people and lost a bit of weight !!

I aver it is not the best thing one would love to do as a form of service but I have determined myself to learn as much from the layers of dust I will accumulate navigating the boundary roads in a Defender swallowed in the dusty trail of a 6 car convoy.

I aver it is a departure from my day-to-day routine but life and the battles I have had with the previous shadows has taught me to see light even in the darkest of tunnels. I will miss the warm tub with scented bath foam but showers everyday means my scalp will not accumulate dandruff. I will miss the phone calls but that will mean more time to me. (Call me selfish). I will miss the helping hands that suffer from my multitasking but I will be able to muscle myself to run the distance without any subordinates to take the weight off me.

I aver it is a great departure but not a new one to me. I will strive not to make the mistakes of the past and seek to learn lessons that will last.

For every meter of the country that I will cover ,  for every beacon I will come across , for every landmark I will see, for all the fresh air I will breath I will be on course to be a better  person.

I will not concentrate on the stinging dust in my eyes, I will not listen to the defeatist lingo, and I will not march with the losing team.

I will wash away the dust every night when I return to base but I look forward to lessons, milestones and achievements that will not wash away.

I will not concentrate on my aching back and corns on my toes but will marvel on the strength I would have mustered to mount the hilltops, to wade to river bed centers, to guide the convoy through difficulty fords and to learn to live with diversity.

Every day when I am tired and frustrated I will remind myself that the sun will arise again tomorrow and all niggling shadows will melt.

I tell you, for a change, I will love dancing with these shadows.

Here is my short take of life.

My take is that things will not always be rosy but it doesn’t mean you will always be slinging mud.

My take is that you might not be loved by all but that does not make you the devil.

My take is that you may go through hell but make sure you do not get bogged down while going through the process.

My take is that your faith might take a beating but you mustn’t be for the devil’s eating.

My take is that things will never be fair but even in those tilted scales there is a chance written for you: it is called opportunity.

My take is that major fall-outs are always going to be there but your strength should enable you to fall back.

My take is that you will go through pain but the truth will come out clear and plain.

My take is at times you will feel God has made a pact with the devil for you to be sifted to fine powder. When that happens, know that the strength to carry you through will also be granted.

My take is that at times you will hate yourself, for all the pain you have let into your life, for the fool you have played, for the scars you carry, for the shame you bear, for the stumbles you are going through. You might want to give yourself pain for not being discerning or clever enough.

You might want to kick yourself for being unwise, gullible, not proactive etc. but my take is that all things that happen to us are destined to make us better. My take is that the hurting spouse, the gnawing disease, the stressful job, the hating neighbor etc are all test points in the trail of life.

And my final take is that if all these had not happened to you there is no way you would have unraveled the inner strength in you.

So whatever it takes, my take is that the sun is going to rise tomorrow and that is a divine take.