Has it taken a life of its own? I don’t think so; it looks to be the most plausible answer. But it’s moving, and nothing’s starting it NOR stopping it. I don’t understand how it’s working! I can’t doubt, but it’s no choice: God is behind this.
If I feel a final countdown incoming, it is now. (Cue Europe’s song! And those 80’s hard-rock fans, hehe!) Once again, I am amazed at how time passes by. It’s not how I want it, though; once and once again, it’s how God wants it to be. It’s how His mercy works: by unveiling Himself in the most awkward and unexpected of ways. It’s how love goes around: by revealing the truth of our ways, and nursing us back to health. It’s the adventure that we are naturally and humanly ill-fitted to take on: it hurts, it bleeds, it sucks at times. But oh, the end will be glorious! Ah, I have the façade of reluctance, but oh, the joy of hoping for something we can’t see!
So I don’t know when will I wipe the dust off my sandals, but that will be soon. We know where we are headed, but not where we will end…like the wind, we seem to be. And like that clock that moves on its own, that is time –God’s time, in the adventure of our lives.