A Blessing For Promises to Keep
Do you remember the promises you made to keep?
Not to this guy or that, not to parents or a boss, or
a spouse. These are promises made to life. Or did
you believe that only life was responsible for making
and keeping promises? You can’t enter a love story
with life until you come of age as a promise-keeper.
Life makes no promise. As long as you believe so,
you remain a disappointed child on endless Christmas
mornings. Life only presents opportunity for defeat
and triumph, with the former being more likely. You
only learn and come to appreciate life’s immensity
be experiencing defeat, revealing a small glimpse of her.
But what of your promises to her? Did you make
some? Did you keep them? Or did you forget entirely?
It’s not too late for promises to keep. The promise-keeper
comes of age. No longer waiting for life to deliver whatever
would finally make life worth living. Life waits for
you to join her. Find your way to her.
Some measure of intimacy remains possible,
between you and life. You only need to be
grateful for a single breath, one welcome
extended to you by a friend or a stranger,
one sunset whose radiance can’t be compared
or a moment when someone remembers you.
Remain a promise-keeper and you will certainly
consummate your intimacy with life. Can you
promise to be loyal to the moment? Can you
promise to remain curious? Can you promise
to remain grateful? Can you promise to give
just a bit more than you take?
Oh, there are promises to keep. Don’t be
distracted by promises not kept. Life does
not ask for perfection, but only for one
whose heart rejoices in a resolve to hold
promises to keep.