you make me think

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Have you ever played in a gushing river on a hot summer’s day? You splash and you laugh and yell, and sometimes you glance up to check that your parents are still there - that the tents are waiting for the starry, tired nights, and food attending the campfire for the energy lost now in momentary revelry. 

Suddenly, though, you realise that the current of the river has pulled you downstream into deeper, colder waters; further from familiarity, further from comfort of company. Sharply, reality readjusts your vision and you scramble up the pebbled riverbed towards safety.

But you know, that’s not what I’m thinking about.

Do you ever feel those moments of hyper-reality, where everything around you hushes in the realisation of a moment?

Once, in the middle of green-blue surf, fresh in the power of wind and waves, arms and belly and legs aching from paddling out to the greater calm - you need to match the velocity of the water to catch it.

Another time, driving solo down never-ending asphalt through countless towns of nameless people, passing untold stories and lives; or through backhills of the suburbs at a hundred kilometres per hour, watching a brilliant fiery sunset from the corner of the eye; or passing through the red desert plains with the dark blue dome deepening into night above - life is a journey meant to be explored.

But that’s not really what I’m thinking about.

It’s a tug-of-war that we are playing sometimes; a game designed to throw the other off balance so that one may be declared the victor.

Or you could say it’s a conversation of words and actions and emotions played behind the scenes, a drama largely unseen to anyone else.

But what have you dreamed of? In your quietest, most secret place in your heart - what do you believe could happen? Where do you want to go?

Sometimes it is our responsibility to keep our dreams on track… and realise where the wild current will hurl you in an incautious second. Will it dash you over the rocks of a waterfall? Will your Titanic hit an iceberg and sink from lack of foresight and insight?

So be careful where your imaginations lead you. It is far better to avert disaster and distraction, than to attempt repair of shattered remains.

_{“Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God; and the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.
Finally, brethren, whatever things are true, whatever things are noble, whatever things are just, whatever things are pure, whatever things are lovely, whatever things are of good report, if there is any virtue and if there is anything praiseworthy—meditate on these things.”
(Phil 4:6-8)}