A tomorrow comes

A tomorrow goes

A Tomorrow Goes
Distance between us all, grows and grows and grows….

While pondering on this, does everyone have this one burning question; why do we busy ourselves endlessly going round and round in circles chasing our envisioned pot of gold at the end of the rainbow? Are there such promises of treasures? The quest and the attainment of it, does it all satisfy the hunger for fulfillment of happiness and peace of our inner soul? By the end of it all, is it worth every breath we take and every minute that we expend our present moments for an indefinable uncertain future? On the other hand, some of us would rather championed the other favored route of taking charge of our lives and construct our own path to success and contentment as to meandering and walking the path which the Lord God above has mapped out for us. Patience and Faith is called for while heeding the voice of God in directing us to which streams or rivers we should flow and swim along. Though all of us struggle with the long and winding road of life with obstacles and a whole load of burdensome challenges, just remember that we are God’s clay and He is our Potter. When we plod along life’s precipices, do not forget that a Potter is very patient when molding His clay. He needs to reshape and remold till He is pleased and satisfied that the vessel will be near perfect accordingly that reflects loving considerate traits along with a great character. Through the midst of our living, we tend to be shifted off or misshapen by drifting of from being the original intended shape but our Potter will always be there at the wheel to fashioned us again and again. The final product of that special beautiful piece of clay falls praise to the molder and architect of design of our lives, the One True God who sits majestically above in His awesome heavens.

The pursuit of a successful life lies in the perception of the seeker. Though one might achieve own’s harvest of fame and fortune, one might lose his valuable time with himself or herself and his or her loved ones. That’s the start of the growth of distant communication where it grows and grows and creeps on like the vines until it’s so unreachable that all sources of connections would have been severed. This will be the domino effect of disintegration and dissolution of family unity, the onslaught of misunderstandings and miscommunications which will then result in divorces and which in turn will affect the psychological and emotional well being of any child. The cycle of disturbed, troubled and unloved children will have the tendency of unhealthy living standards such as diving into alcoholism, drug abuse, sexual promiscuity, vices of robberies and the list goes on and on. In the aftermath of all these, societies break down and moral decay sets in and that will definitely roller coast to a dysfunctional country whereby productivity and resourcefulness of it’s citizens would be decreased alarmingly and that’s a heavy critical blow of deficits that will spiral a healthy economy agonizingly downwards. If this “distance-virus” is not checked, remedied and healed soon enough, the country will suffer greatly with the deficiencies of it’s people.

The irony of it all is that, though we are so closely and sometimes intimately connected with the super linkage bandwidth of computers, there is still that lingering tarrying wide, open, silent and empty void of interaction hovering in cyberspace. To sum it up in conclusion, the distance between souls will keep on germinating and growing until there is only that silent and eerie stillness of interplay and interchange in the future.

© keziah boey – May 16th 2008