My Mobile Bay

Do you dare an attempt at retrieving decisions of yesteryears with some shy intent of wonderment of things that might have been, of things that could have been but for one blink of the eye that somehow missed a moment that could have influenced a different direction or outcome, or one ear's tune-in or out through the grapevine or up close and personal that somehow could have shown you a better way and made for you a different day? Do you dare to put tomorrow on hold because you are held hostage by yesterday? Do you dare stall your forward progress for fear that you missed something back there and then when the wind was calm and gentle before the stormy gales forced your ship of life to sail to worlds unknown and to take flights never before flown into air spaces far far away from a place called home where and when life was cushy, caring, gentle, and simple? Do you dare pause, halt, or even stop the fast train in the fast lane that's prone to drive you insane, keeping you in the freeze box of pain, pretending to offer gains but rather wraps its victims in phantom pursuits that often land on sheets of ice prompting ever-sliding journeys to never-never lands and crashes without mercy? Oh, a thousand times, No! For yesterday and all of its possibilities are unretrievable and might offer up issues unbelievable to those often inclined to find themselves without neither peace, power, nor purpose, and thus are most deceivable and vastly vulnerable. History should never be a mystery that renders me hopeless with no chance of victory. I will not allow my yesterday to be my "Mobile Bay mined with torpedoes".* I shall charge into tomorrow full speed ahead. Yesterday is 'my been-there, done-that place'. Today is 'my do that, be that, go there place'. My tomorrow is very promising, especially when I break free from the hold of yesterday and take hold of 'the great tomorrow that God has prepared for you and me. 03222018cjPS *During the civil war at 'the Battle of Mobile Bay', it is said that Rear Admiral David Farragut, when told that the ship had slowed because the area was mined, replied, "Damn the torpedoes, full speed ahead". Wikipedia