Meet me on the stairs, meet me in the in-between
That kind of funny, random, just-passing-through place
Where I linger, pondering possibilities.
Anything could happen, anything could be.
Meet me on the stairs.
What I love about stairs is that they are a pathway connecting two places. Being on stairs can indicate that you are on your way from one place to another; activity and progress are happening. Sure, you can camp out on the stairs, stopping where you are, but they are not designed for long-term stays. When you are on them, you are not on one floor or the other but suspended halfway inbetween. You are in a place that is less defined but no less real.
We tend to measure buildings by floors and not stairs but stairs let us travel from one floor to another. Similarly, we often measure time by significant milestones, but I think real life stories are what we do between them. I am a born planner and ponderer and storyteller, characteristics that incline me to think about both the past and future a lot. Nevertheless, I do not intend to loiter on life’s stairways nor to rush along them to reach a destination. My aim is to live attentively and passionately in the present – in the moments between perceived milestones.
Keep your eyes open for God, watch for His works, be alert for signs of His prescence. Psalm 105:4 NLT