Your Own Pace
It had been a 10-hour day flight and so I was exhausted. The unusual pain in the middle of my forehead said everything, I needed a rest and I needed it urgently. But as soon as my husband got out of the plane, he walked so fast, I felt like I was running. I kept calling his name, and the more I complained, the more he’d run. He had an agenda: the night’s church service. ‘Renato’, and another 100 steps ‘Renato’, another 100 steps. ‘Renato’, and POOW, my legs gave in under me and I fell hard on my knees, while managing to hold onto my handbag in mid-air – of course I couldn’t let that touch the floor…
The embarrassment was, well, imagine falling in front of hundreds of people in an airport? It could have all been prevented if I’d just kept my cool. I couldn’t follow him and so I should have walked the pace I could. No rush. This is exactly what happens to us when we’re too eager to do something that is not within our power to do.
We can do all things, but that doesn’t mean that we can do all things now! There’s time for everything. Time to grow up, time to learn from our mistakes, time to feel proud of our achievements, then time to feel ashamed of our mistakes again, and time to look forward.
If you want to be so and so, do what so and so did. It wasn’t done in one day or one week, but on a very long period of time. It’s like building anything, even a toy – it’s one thing at a time.
This is how you can avoid falling and having nowhere to hide your face – just keep up with your own pace.
Author of the books "Better than a new pair of shoes", "V woman" and "Casamento Blindado" (Bulletproof Marriage). Founder of "Godllywood" and "Rahab Project". Presenter of "The Love School" at Rede Record.