As I was looking out at the green lake, it occurred to me that this lake painted a stark picture of what I wanted. When you look straight down into the water, the water is so murky and full of “junk”. No one would want to swim in water that looks that gross. But when you look out into the middle of the lake the water looks crystal clear and wonderful. All I want is to fly out into that perfectly clear water and swim in the beautiful perfect water in the middle of the lake.
Then reality struck me. Seeing as I cannot fly, my only real option is to swim through the muck in order to get to the good water. Though I cannot see it, however, the water in the middle of the lake is just as murky and gross as the water where I stand now. It is because of my far away view that makes it look so much better. In fact, even if I swam through the gunk to the middle of the lake, I would find myself still surrounded in murky water. Even though my life now seems murky and a mess, I have to swim through it to get to where I’m going. I cannot fly over the next few important steps. I must realize that the fairy tale that seemingly awaits me far out in the clear water is not as clear and wonderful as I think, for all of life is filled with our junk. There will be no point in my life where I will finally be through with the junk and be able to swim in crystal clear water.
I want to keep swimming. I want to enjoy my muck, now!
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