The traffic circle.
Amen, amen, I say to you, when you were younger, you used to dress yourself and go where you wanted; but when you grow old, you will stretch out your hands, and someone else will dress you and lead you where you do not want to go.
John, Chapter 21.
The theme of this week, I fear.
Approximately 30 years ago, I was presented with an opportunity that I desired greatly to take. It was, however, irresponsible in about every way a serious person would regard something to be irresponsible. I accepted it, and then back out.
It was a mistake.
History does not really repeat, as they say, but rhymes.
This week, I'll start dealing right off the bat with a crisis, and it's a multi party crisis. From crisis, comes opportunity of all sorts, and if not traveling into a fork in the road, I'm definitely traveling into a traffic circle.
I know with certainty which road I want to take, and that it goes where I want to go, and it can be travelled.
I also know that another road is the responsible one, in every conventional fashion. That will be the one I'm expected to take. And even now, that's the one I'm going to.
But I don't want to.
And that will be a mistake.
