New Beginnings

Understanding that change is needed, or desired, is never enough.  One must do something about it.  Knowing that one is in trouble does not mean that help is on the way.  Having an awareness of one's imminent demise is not a leading indicator that one will turn towards safety.  Even a life-threatening event loses its power with time and familiarity.  Real change is a decision that must come from within.  It is often something that takes times to emerge and find its rightful standing in one's life.
I found myself longing to listen to something related to the blues.  In a dingy venue, I found myself reconnecting to music that is alien to many Singaporeans.  I discovered at least one Singaporean that connected with the blues.  It came in the form of a lead guitarist playing with a fluidity that began in his heart and soul.  It was an incredible experience.  It was a new beginnings of sorts, a rediscovery of how it felt to be touched by truth filled Hope.
I find myself struggling to hold Hope's hand.  It is as if life's waves continue to overwhelm.  Just when I think I have caught my breath another waves hits, then another.  I do not think that my life is relatively any more difficult than others.  In many ways, it is the same and more so.  Perhaps that is why I find myself feeling numb from the inside out.  I live with a dullness that increasingly drags of my heart.  There is an old answer I know applies to this situation; “Peter said, 'Change your life.  Turn to God and be baptized, each of you, in the name of Jesus Christ, so your sins are forgiven.  Receive the gift of the Holy Spirit.'”  (Acts 2.38)
The gift of an unknown Singaporean was one of truth filled Hope.  With the music still ringing in my mind, I find myself reaching for change with today's new light.  In each moment, there is a new beginning.  We determine what shape it takes.  Potentially real, it is our call.