It's the choice of a lifetime, I'm almost sure.
I will not live my life in between anymore.
If I can't be certain of all that's in store
This far it feels so right.
I will hold it up; hold it up to the light.
The search for my future has brought me here.
This is more than I'd hoped for, but sometimes I fear
That the choice I was made for will someday appear,
And I'll be too late for that flight.
So hold it up; hold it up to the light.
It's too late to be stopped at the crossroads.
Each life here, each a possible way
But wait and they all will be lost roads.
Each road's getting shorter the longer I stay.
Now as soon as I'm moving my choice is good.
This way comes through right where I prayed that it would.
If I keep my eyes open and look where I should
Somehow all of the signs are in sight
If I hold it up to the light.
I said God, will you bless this decision?
I'm scared, Is my life at stake?
But I see if you gave me a vision
Would I never have reason to use my faith?
I was dead with deciding afraid to choose.
I was mourning the loss of the choices I'd lose.
But there's no choice at all if I don't make my move
And trust that the timing is right.
Yes and hold it up; hold it up to the light.
-- David Wilcox, from Big Horizon
even better when you hear him tell it.
Happy weekend.
