As I write this, I’ve only another day or two left before I leave
for my grand adventure in what is called The Holy Land! In my absence, my friend and fellow editor, Parker Philpot, will be filling in for me for a cycle of two issues. I thank her soooooo much for making this easier on me, and easier on Rolando, who would miss me like nobody’s business if I didn’t have her as my backup.
Someone once told me that out of all the places to see in this world, Jerusalem and the whole area which encompasses where Jesus was born, raised, traveled, preached, was baptized, died and was buried should be the one.
She went on to say, “Can you imagine getting to heaven and talking to all those beings from all the other planets in the universe, and when they ask if you got to visit The Holy Land, you would have to say ‘no’?
I can hear them now: ‘What? You mean you lived on the very same planet where Jesus was born and you never went to visit that land! You were that fortunate and didn’t take advantage of that opportunity? We don’t understand!'” Put that way, it seems to be even more compelling to go. After all, THIS planet IS the only one lucky enough to get that great teacher, even if his reputation is well known throughout the whole universe.
Now, that’s not to say that it’s mandatory for everyone to visit where I am going; and not everyone has any yearnings to see such historic sites, whether because one read about them in a history book, in the Bible, or just to compare them to the version of such places as presented in any one of those biblical movies or documentaries that we might have seen over the years. But who really needs a particular reason to go, as if they might need to be “talked into it” when the opportunity is upon them?
Back in New York, one of my hometowns, people used to think it was preposterous to live there and never see the Statue of Liberty up close. Or the Empire State Building. Or the Twin Towers.
Well, now, sadly enough, one of those possibilities is gone forever. No one thinks of the fact that what we put off till tomorrow may never be able to get accomplished in some future time frame.
Who hasn’t heard of that old adage, “Don’t put off till tomorrow what you can do today”? Yet we all do it. If even one person out there never did that, please email me to tell me that you are the exception to the rule. We all do it, and probably liberally — not just once in a blue moon. Well, outside of being so tired that I wouldn’t be able to even drag myself off to sleep if I stayed up another minute in order to finish something in the NOW (as opposed to the later of “tomorrow”), I like the idea of finishing up today’s business today.
(As I was telling a friend recently, I remember actually falling asleep in the middle of a sentence once; and if you ask me how I can remember such a thing, besides the fact that my then-husband told me that is exactly what I did, I more or less returned to a semi-awake state and then continued talking right where I left off.)
And speaking of sleep, and being tired, didn’t even the apostles fall asleep when Jesus asked them if they could watch with him for awhile?
The answer is yes, they did, and no, they could not watch with him for even one hour; when tiredness overcomes you, apparently nothing can stop the process.
But don’t we all try to do what’s necessary in the now? Usually too many things on one’s plate for today is the very thing that causes us all so much daily stress.
Given just one more day in which to accomplish some of that stuff, and we’d be fine, right? But that’s what stress is: the realization that there IS no more time; it’s now or never; all or nothing at all; do or “die,” so to speak. That’s why I started packing as soon as I could. I’m not about to allow myself to get all stressed out over having left something critical behind-sitting on my coffee table or draped over the back of a chair.
So, without further ado, I’m taking leave of what can be put off and I’m taking advantage of what is before me NOW and will most likely not be available again later, should I not have chosen to grab this opportunity.
I leave everything in good hands and feel happy I am able to live up to my middle name, which I always tell people is Adventure. Because it is.
Maramis Choufani is the Managing Editor of the Las Vegas Tribune. She writes a weekly column in this newspaper. To contact Maramis, email her at firstname.lastname@example.org.