Stop waiting for the pony

Its been a while folks.  I've decided to try to get back into writing and that involves me reviving this blog. We'll see how well I juggle things.

I'm sure all of us have heard of the Pony Express.  I found a bike route down a Historic Pony Express trail and although I was on my bike, not a horse, I could still vividly imagine how things used to be.  The brilliant pink and orange sunrise over the desert mountain and the heroic messenger galloping to his goal.  The hares and quail scattering as the thundering of hoofs ruptured the silence abruptly and vanished as quickly as they came.  The glory of knowing you were the fastest living thing in the desert.

Except not really.  I recently heard that as far as long distance running goes, one of the fastest mammals around is actually....  Homo Sapiens.  For ages men have chased down deer and gazelle at a steady trot.  Prey would bound out reach gracefully, slow down to a trot, and finally collapse in exhaustion at the hunter's feet.  Turns out, the fastest Indian Braves with a message were known to outrun the pony express.  Granted, it took the dedication and training of a warrior, but they were able to do what most of us would consider unthinkable.

I feel like in my own life there is a lot of pressure to get going on the pony express.  The message is burning away in my pocket as I browse through stable after stable feeling more and more confused.  For one reason or another I just can't find the right pony.  I feel like I don't have everything I need to be truly successful.  There's not enough time, not enough money, not enough energy, no perfect game plan on how I'm supposed to move forward.  Where is my time turner, my pixie dust, my bill board directing me to prince charming's castle?

This is me resolving to stop waiting for the perfect pony and run.  Run as fast as I can.  Let the wind whip through my hair, let me chase that desert horizon.  Its time to leave everything else behind and trust that things will become clear.  Whatever the purest, most genuine desires of my heart may be, God and the universe will conspire so that I have everything I need to fulfill my destiny.  Its time to stop worrying about ponies in stables and realize that I was born to run with wild horses.