Tickets

I awoke early this morning thinking about how life is.
This is how I see it. Life presents itself with
unforeseen events, hardships and the like.
Why fret and worry yourself about whether
(or not) you will be ready? Are you prepared (enough?)

Corrie Ten Boom said it like this, using a quote from
her father to exemplify...She was frightened and
nervous about losing her father, not knowing if
she could bear his loss, and that particular
morning she was begging him to always stay
(and care for her, be there for her.)
But her (wise) father answered her:

"Corrie," he began gently.
“When you and I go to Amsterdam,
when do I give you your ticket?”
“Why, just before we get on the train.”
“Exactly.

In other words (as we have come to understand, that 'life
is like a box of chocolates...') what we need to know, also, is...
it is as if a clothesline is stretched out before us.
Wherever we will go (or can go) the clothesline will be.
And on this clothesline is a ticket (waiting for us)
at each and every juncture in life.
When we encounter a trial, the ticket is there.
Even when we lose a loved one
(about which I was thinking)
the ticket is there.
(Even) when we 'screw up...'
or fall short--
the ticket hangs waiting.
And so on.

So much of our time is spent fretting.
But why fret? Why be anxious? Trust and rest in
knowing that all your tickets (strength, peace, patience,
provision, even comfort in and for your loss;)
all these things...are waiting.