On a regular and constant basis I am reminded of the power of optimism.
Usually it happens when I’m not feeling optimistic at all. And guess where it comes from?
The other day I’m on the train. I am mulling things over and over. And working out what to do. And what not to do. And nothing makes sense. So I’m stuck. I have a clear vision of what I want to do and where I want to go. But I’m still working 9 to 5!
So I do some theological blameshifting. Like Jonah! Just like faith in reverse.
Why on earth did you put me into this situation? Huh! Nothing. Thought I would get no reply.
I get off the train. I listen to my iPod for some solace. Turn up the volume nearly to full.
I leave the train platform, climb the stairs and start heading down to the street.
And then I stop and look. First there is a beautiful sunset. But it is not alone. It is framed by the clouds of an approaching storm.
And then I stop and listen. Secondly, the song in my ears is Sunshine on a Rainy Day.
And then I realise that I have been caught.
I get it.
The storm is short term. The sunset will always be there.
And then I’m reminded of what I really do when I’m pessimistic.
I return to a forgotten principle: Optimism is the path you take when all others are closed off.
