The bug person, cometh today. I knew they were coming, I had it on my calendar with a reminder set a couple of hours ahead of time to make sure I would be home and have plenty of time to clean up the house, well moderately straighten.
The Mrs. and I like our little farmhouse we’ve lived in for several months now but the limited space, plus all of our stuff, makes it difficult to keep as clean as we’d like. There’s lots of places for dust bunnies to make a nest. With about an hour to go I grabbed a broom and began working my way through the rooms sweeping, picking up, ordering and doing my best to make our abode presentable. I was making good progress with plenty of time to spare. No rush, no fuss, no muss. Except…the doorbell rang, forty five minutes early! ARGH! They pest control woman was early and I wasn’t ready. I swept up a small pile of dirt, took a bag of trash to the kitchen, accepted the fact the house wasn’t going to get any cleaner, smiled and opened the door.
Wisdom tells us that no matter how well we organize, order, plan and seek to control it, life has a way of surprising us. We did not choose to be born, where we’d grow up, what influences shaped our worldview and much of what makes us who we are took shape before we even grasped the concept of choice.
Even now, when we do all we can, to make as much of the time we have, we’re unable to choose when eternity will ring the bell, knock on the door and our time will have run out. To embrace wisdom is to accept the fundamental truth that the end is always closer than we think.