Whose timeline, exactly?
Currently, there are two contracts floating out there that will represent a good amount of what my fall will look like. One’s been in the works for some time, the other is more recent, but had a much tighter turnaround. At least, so I thought. And they are both out there. And here I am, with a story of waiting. More on that in a minute.
A couple of months ago, my partner and I sent out a series of feedback requests to some former clients. We heard nothing. And then, about two weeks later, we got one back. Another three weeks, one more. Just about 5 minutes ago, another.
Earlier today, I had a video call with a good friend of mine in Canada. We’ve known each other for around eleven years, and have long wanted to do something together. Earlier this year, he approached me about engaging in a kind of learning jounrey with him around a practice he’s developed. I was excited. I won’t bore you with all the details, but it’s been a winding journey. We’ve talked to others, sought to crate something around this learning journey; it’s been a bit up, a bit down. Today, as we talked about things, he said something to the effect of, “I trust that it will happen. We just need to remove time from the equation. Time can get in the way.” In essence, he was saying that perhaps our idea of time, and what should happen when, can make it seem like things that are unfolding are stuck.
And thus, my story of waiting. It’s easy for me to sit here and be like, “sign the contract!” Sure. That’s a stance I could take. But what does it serve? Something is happening. The contracts are coming. That is clear. There is an order to these things, and who says that I’m in a position to understand what that order is? Perhaps we never really are. This, I think, is what faith is about.