Good Things Come
I’ve always been told “Good things come to those who wait” and I suppose it’s true in many cases. But being the questioning-crossexaming-inquisitor (more often called rabble-rousing) type, I’ve tested the theory for myself.
If you plant a bulb in the fall and wait until spring you get a tulip.
If you wait until your ice-cubes are frozen solid it’s great with Diet Coke.
If you want toast with your tomato soup, you wait until it is browned.
If you want to get out of debt you wait to buy a new car.
It’s a simple enough theory until it’s not.
If you wait for people to reach out to you to be your friend, you’ll likely be lonely.
If you wait for someone to offer you the perfect job that pays what you deserve, put it this way: NOT gonna happen.
My scientific conclusion is this: If you’re waiting for something good to come your way, you may be waiting for a very long time. You’ll probably be way dead before then, so you can wave as your golden opportunity vaporizes into thin air, passing the cloud you’re sitting on as you play your harp. Bummer.
The truth is, as my mother always said, if you want something done right, do it yourself. In other words: Go after what you’re after! Dare to make things happen. Stop telling yourself you’re too dumb, too old, too poor, too sick, too busy, too tired, too shy, too fat, too restricted.
The scary thing about this life is that we’re in the driver’s seat. We decide if we sit there, never bothering to turn the key to see if it will run. Or maybe there are other problems. Dang, I’m out of gas. Crap, the battery is dead. Woahhhh, who stole my engine? I don’t have a map—or a driver’s license for that matter.
If we find a way to move forward there are a million roads that can take us almost anywhere we want to go. It takes courage, determination, risk and sometimes sheer guts to forge ahead. Sometimes we find we’re going in the wrong direction, crash or have to build a new road. Inevitably there will be twists, turns and roadblocks. Things happen that are completely out of our control (other drivers, for example.) Whether we like it or not—accept it or not—no matter what happens, we run the excursion.
I love those little wind-up cars that move forward until they hit a wall, then change direction and go until they hit another obstacle. Then another and another. As long as they have any power left in their body they move ahead wherever they can.
The adage, “Good things come to those who wait” may work for flowers, ice or toast. But when it comes to actual living, if you sit around waiting for the world to hand you its bounty, you may be waiting a very long time. Like forever.