There is a beautiful hymn sung in the church, I believe ascribed to Solomon, about how there is a time for everything. I love that hymn and believe in addition that the time and order in which god gives us his gifts, is quite removed from what we logically think as appropriate. We get things actually in the order of our emotional readiness and maturity which may require some lessons that delay or reverse the order in which things should appear in life.
As an example for reversal; people search for a person who can love him/her. They marry have children..and yet being truly loved alludes them..When they give up on the concept of love, it happens..with the discovery that to be in love is actually 'loving' and not 'being loved'.It is a reverse order;where the proper order is to learn to love and then marry.
As an example of delay; I had a diary with some of my poetry when I was in my teens which I lost in a moving. That loss prevented me from indulging in any serious poetry for more than a decade as I was only thinking of my lost poems, until recently when I got a much needed push to write again. Now I have an internet diary in which I can write without fearing it getting lost due to my movements and even an avenue where I can share it unlike with the diary which I would have never shared. Moreover I feel I have more emotional maturity and experience now to have a substantial topic for a poem. Everything has a proper time. We just have to send our wish to the universe and it will take its time to set the stage perfectly and then when it is absolutely ready it will open its curtains on you. The longer it takes remember that the bigger and better the stage the universe is preparing than we had in our minds.
This poem celebrates 'proper time'...Apart from that it mentions the secret- the one thing that should be followed as we chart our path in life- The secret is that it is the heart that should be followed and not the written rules of the world, whenever there is a conflict in the direction pointed by each...
The child sat up in bed that night
and said the prayer so clear outright
"dear lord I love you. I think I know
that you are near, watching me grow
But I wish I knew what you want of me
'cause I waste each day 'with no decree'"
Each day she had the same one prayer
but that one night, it got hard to bear
As tears fell down and wet her bed
her angel sat beside and said,
"dear child I'm yours and very near..."
in her ears she heard that whisper clear
"...watching you, not waste a single day
as you end each one, with a time to pray
just a child it is, your time to be;
to sing and play and dance with glee
sharp your sense and your heart ready
for life is a path of discovery"
"As for that quest, the worry anew
'what do I have in life to do?'
The answer dear, is hard t'adhere
Its to live a life without a fear
with a humble heart you should recieve
all that your god has planned to give
Not just the joy, but the miseries too
and end each prayer with a true 'thank you'
God sure will give all that you want
but only when you've stopped to count
God has an order, in which he gives
and that will clash, with your planned motives
you'll find seven heavens, when you work your earth
you'll find your love when you'v lost its worth
Its not when you ask, that you do get
When the soil is ready, the seed can set
So take gods gifts, when he chooses to yield
and now a secret I will unveil
What n when He gives, will cause turmoil
your long held values, it will spoil
Soon you will fear, what gifts could cost
as you unlearn..., all your values lost.
Now the secret is 'Its not in deed,
it's in the heart, which you should heed"
"Oh dear" cried the girl, and woke with the scream
"Thank heavens it's nothing, nothing but a dream!
I wouldn't, I wouldn't loose all that I learn!"
But the secret revealed, in her heart did burn
"Follow not, oh never; all deed out of fear
Follow me, your heart, to god it is near"