I’m Not Ready

Paul Simon wrote this —

Wait
I’m not ready
I’m just packing my gear
Wait
My hand’s steady
My mind is still clear

I hear the ghost songs I own
Jumpin’, jivin’ and moanin’
Through a heartbroken microphone
Wait

— Anybody else?

But then that song says —–

Life is a meteor
Let your eyes roam
Heaven is beautiful
It’s almost like home
Children! get ready
It’s time to come home

— Again, anybody else? No show of hands.

But do check out 2nd Timothy 4. Especially the _Message_ version —

You’re going to find that there will be times when people will have no stomach for solid teaching, but will fill up on spiritual junk food—catchy opinions that tickle their fancy. They’ll turn their backs on truth and chase mirages. But you—keep your eye on what you’re doing; accept the hard times along with the good; keep the Message alive; do a thorough job as God’s servant. You take over. I’m about to die, my life an offering on God’s altar. This is the only race worth running. I’ve run hard right to the finish, believed all the way. 

— Hope to see you back here tomorrow.