One big plan.

Maybe it doesn't take being good to be better. Because in trying to at least define what is already good it's hard not to consider what meanings others may give to the very same word, and though perhaps at times unintentionally, try to surpass every set of standards each suggests. Or maybe mere recognition is wrong, because it tends to kill humility and encourages comparison. Or maybe, and I think I’m getting it pretty right this time, it’s who’s good I’ve been failing at. What is there to make better if nothing’s owned, after all.

Maybe it doesn’t take improvement to prove being best. Maybe there is nothing to improve on. Maybe it just takes trust that no matter how bad things may look now the bigger picture is and will always be perfect. Or patience until the same light that allows shadows brightens up everything. Or maybe it all still comes down to what I’ve been praying never to lose; that I may know at all times no moment of faith is spent in vain.

Maybe it doesn’t take long to learn. Maybe it takes action to teach, and inflicting a little pain in taking action. I realise now that I cannot just do my part and expect everything to be just as I want them to. Perhaps I need to be ready too if things take a different course. But more than that, I think what I better need to know is to look past disappointments, or what can get me through them, into what there is to learn every time a plan fails. Not to improve the plan, but to be reminded that I may not really know what the best plan is. The happy thing here is that there will always be one.