Journey, journey, this is my journey. Where am I going? Where have we been? --African Proverb
“You can never step into the same river; for new waters are always flowing on to you.” --Heraclitus of Ephesus
Earlier this year, some time right after the year began, I found myself at one of the lowest points of my life. For a brief moment, just a moment, I lay down prostrate; I allowed myself to grieve. But then I got to my feet, shook myself off, and moved forward. And to encourage myself, I penned this short poem:
Joy Comes in the Morning
by Maxwell René Reddick
Often I’ve awaken to find myself
Completely lost within the darkness
Of a night of sorrow,
Completely sheathed in a darkness
So vast, so black, so utterly vile,
That it threatens to suffocate me,
And crush the very life breath from my being.
But I hold fast
And I wrap myself
In the cloak of my loved ones
To keep the cold at bay.
I soothe myself with pleasant memories
Of bright, warm noon days.
I bite my lip,
I clench my fists,
I fight back the sobs,
And I wait,
Patiently I wait—
For I know that joy, true joy
Always comes with the morning.
You know life is funny. By the time you think you have this whole thing figured out, you look to find that much of it is behind you. How many times have we said, “I wish I knew then, what I know now.” But such is the nature of life.
However, over the course of my life I have found that there will be good days, and there will be bad days. The trick is to control those things that you can control, and for those things you cannot, hold tight, pray hard, and know that when you come out on the other side, you come out as a new person—better, stronger, wiser.
And know that in those days between trial, between tribulation, live life to the fullest. Embrace each day for of all the gifts one might receive, the gift of life is the greatest. Learn what you can, love as you can because you will not pass this way again, and on this journey you cannot truly know where you are going without taking account of where you have been.
It will work out. It will get better. Be thankful for this lesson, and move forward with all deliberate haste. You have my undying affection and support; I am with you now, and I will be there for you on the other side.