‘Gift Called Time’ by Emily Bollon
I used to visit my extended family over in Canada nearly every summer, but once my cousins had moved out of the family home, I was left with no-one my age to hang out with. I remember one summer asking my Aunty to hook me up with some friends, and sure enough, she left me a hand-written note of a guy’s name and number.
Although some may argue that an 18 year-old should have a little more gumption, at the time, the thought of calling up a young Canadian chap I’d never met and asking him to take me out was a little outside my zone of comfort. My Aunty, of course, refused to make the call for me so, as any strong young woman would, I cleverly diverted my attention to playing the piano… Alone.
As I began to express this social dilemma in song, it dawned on me that this wave of creativity was simply a diversion and all I was doing was wasting time that could be spent enjoying the sights of Canada with new friends. I knew I’d eventually pluck up the courage to give this guy a call, but in the meantime, my fear-driven procrastination and, I guess, pride, was sucking up a huge chunk of the precious time I had left. I considered how this may be the case for so many people when it comes to the thought of pursuing a relationship with God.
I considered the importance of action when it comes to pursuing a relationship with God. What’s a lovely thought unless it makes you move? Back to my obsession with walking on water – how you gonna walk on water if you stay on the shore? It was no good me thinking how nice it would be to hang out with people my own age in Canada, but side-stepping the opportunity when it arose. I had to act; I had to make the call. Not before finishing the song, of course.