Once I stood in a moment, so deep, my feet felt like they were soaking in a cake-like mud filled with a thickness that caused me to lose the ability to wiggle even the tiniest of toes, the pinky toe. The moment felt permanent and the anxiety wrapped me up tightly, enough that I felt the inability to breathe. I was going to be here, in this space, the pain, forever.
Dramatic. I know. Real feelings? Yes. Normal. Of course.
The moment convinced me in such a devilish way the Joker and his maniacal smile would seem like the friendlier of options in a partner; if I had options.
I started to accept the fact that this moment was going to be with me into my old age. I would be here and eventually so alone that I would hear my voice echo for miles, “Shit, I’m here forever.” Stuck and unable to wiggle my damn toe.
Do you wonder what happened? Did I make it? Or am I writing this from that moment, alone, in the mud, with that annoying Heath Ledger Joker cackle in the background?
Spoiler alert: I survived.
The moment passed. The wounds healed. The heart regenerated. My soul flourished. I took the lesson and put it in my very, very, very big book of lessons learned in life. I turned the moment into a victory. The pain turned into proof in the Word – we will survive our moments in life.
It is only a moment in time, my friend.
Moments fade into the next. The moments from yesterday will always be different than the moments right now and the moments in tomorrow.
There is hope and promise in the next one before you. Keep your eyes forward.
You got this.