To live unreservedly; taking the fullest measure of the present. Is there any sense or reason to survive only on shallow breaths or to pause when there is no constraint?
If as a manner of living we hold back as if to conserve, then it begs the question of just what we are withholding – and why? If we are waiting for an unknown sign, event, or feeling, how could it possibly be known if we do encounter it?
To reserve life for the future is to consign it to the past unlived. To wait for some phantom decree is as if recalling an echo.
To live we must mount every precipitous moment with greater claim than life itself presents it to us!
Do you ever get the feeling sometimes that God is withholding something from us because He is waiting on us? Did God have to wait on Jacob ? Has God been waiting on me?
Sometimes I do in fact think that God waits for us to make faithful decisions, then blesses them…