A Blank Page: Think On These Things
Finally, brethren, whatever things are true, whatever things are noble, whatever things are just, whatever things are pure, whatever things are lovely, whatever things are of good report, if there is any virtue and if there is anything praiseworthy—meditate on these things
A Blank Page
A blank page and a blinking cursor is displayed upon my screen. They beckon to me to write, but my fingers remain motionless. Blink, blink, blink, blink goes the cursor, endlessly as if it were begging me for script. Over and over again it blinks. Like a dog who loves to play fetch, its appetite for letters is relentless. Over and over again it blinks.
The blank page keeps me from writing. The emptiness of its field comforts me. It speaks to me of possibility, hope, and purpose. It offers the opportunity to start over. The whiteness of its page speaks of purity and innocence. Pain, loss, regret, betrayal all have yet to be written upon its face. I can’t bring myself to type. Oh to be that blank page free from the consequences that life has written upon my soul.
Blink blink blink blink….The cursor seems impatient. It reminds me that I must write something. So I close my eyes and think. Why must I write of painful things? Might I dare write of love and passion? Might I purpose that this story will have a happy ending?
As I stare at my screen, it occurs to me that every good story has a villain and a hero. A desperate plot to overcome and a lesson to be learned in the process. Life is not so different.
Everyday offers a fresh page, the possibility for a new start, an opportunity to overcome yesterday’s villain. As I sit here in front of my computer wondering what to type, it is 5:36 AM. The day has just started. It’s a blank page for me to write upon.
The cursor of life will not go away and it demands text. As I get up and finish my second cup of coffee I decide my story for the day will be pleasant. No matter what fate brings my way I will choose to write of pleasant things.
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