I CAN’T…BECAUSE…WHAT IF
I can’t. The great idea killer. I talked with a person the other day that had a thousand good ideas, but he also had one thousand and one reasons why he couldn’t do any of them.
I can’t start that project because this problem might arise.
I can’t do that great thing because this issue might occur.
I can’t take the trash out because its Tuesday. You get the picture. Everything that needs to be done can be prefaced with “I can’t” and qualified with a “Because”. And, at some point, any because works, no matter how arbitrary or random it might seem. Of course, every because comes with a set of “what ifs” to make you fully understand why the thing can’t be done.
We had been reviewing the reasons why a particularly big idea was simply inconceivable. This great thing would eventually lead to a laundry list of horrendous “What ifs”. What if I was accused of a horrible crime by the people we were trying to help? What if we were sued for everything we have? What if we ended up homeless and penniless after a life time of helping others? It really is a good thing we never started this insurmountable task, it was doomed before it ever started.
I can’t keeps us securely resting on our cans. Why try, the what ifs will get you every time. Someone else can start it and we can point out all the flaws because they haven’t done it exactly as we would have. The best ideas are always the ones that were never implemented.
Eventually, all those I Can’ts evolve into a plaintive list of “If Onlys”. If only I would have done it, if only I would have tried, if only I would have trusted God a little more. I don’t really want to spend my senior years wallowing in regrets and frustration.
I have discovered that:
I can’t change the past, but I can’t hold a grudge any longer.
I can’t sit around and do nothing anymore because God put me here for more.
I can’t justify inaction because of an improbable, unknowable future.
I can’t be quiet when I need to speak up because I am afraid what others might think.
I can’t stop trying to help where I am needed because of a trivial misunderstanding.
Maybe the great unobtainable future starts with holding on to the promises of God and realizing that I can’t let go.
The incredible idea my friend and I shared the other day will die, just like all the other great inventions that have never been built, unless we turn our I can’ts around. Until we honestly believe:
I can’t stop pursuing this impossible goal because God is the God of impossibilities! I mean, what if we make it happen, what if we are blessed beyond measure, what if we make it to the end and our only “if only” is “if only we had started sooner”.
I am a Christian, a wife, a mom, and a part-time basket case who wants to be a full time writer.