“Good Friday”
“I want to dance”, he set things up,
“But fail to ask – I just freeze up
And back away – get terrified,
So no one there is satisfied.”“Don't look at breasts”, came his reply,
“Below the chin don't roam your eye,
You'll be okay, you'll do just fine,
It's not a case of lacking spine.”He tried it out – worked like a charm,
And passed it on to boys alarmed
By failing to appreciate
That simple truth, so also wait.For when we first take on new things,
We to that set confusion bring;
We see a huge amorphous task,
Not tiny steps for which to ask.When first in married life I was
I found it tough to live because
I thought that full maturity
Was needed to contented be.When first a father – very scared –
I felt it was above my head;
“How could I deal when tot was teen?”
I asked of one not even weaned.So too when first a minister;
Designing books – plots sinister;
Or driving lessons in the lot;
My first degree (now four I've got).If we take on entire tasks,
It's more than life of us has asked –
Start at the first, take each small step,
Live fully now, and dump the rest.So now with me, as I start out
This plunge to take, so look about –
I could freeze up, back off the task,
But I've been there, “What's first?” I ask.Each challenge meet; this step, this time;
This bridge to cross; this road that's mine;
Some parts not ready, but I see,
Tomorrow's grace will come to me.So limit view to what's today;
In real-world select the way;
Then venture out – first step, that's all –
“You wanna dance? – let's have a ball!”navigation