Our Choice At Dawning Light

Assumptions come, assumptions go, they shift of course quite fast;
Assumptions have their nature checked when solid doesn’t last;
Last night I had assumption-two reverse from what it was,
When life we knew as solid base got challenged from a cause.

Assumption-one is, “God is here, is center, focus, rock;
He walks with us, and talks with us; is now, and ever was;
He’s in our future; knows the score; will help us on our way.”
With that assumption in our lives, we face each brand-new day.

Assumption-two is married life with ending far away –
That things will carry on for us like any other day;
Then issues rise, like health, and age, and unexpected bumps;
Assumption-two is not so good – it’s taken to the dump.

I heard a crash and listened for a call for help upstairs,
(Assuming if she fell, of course, I’d help to make repairs);
We’d watched a movie just before – she went to make some tea,
Then thump – no call for help from her – no problem I could see.

Ten minutes later, she called, “Stu” – I whipped upstairs at once –
She’d been out cold on kitchen floor, and on her head a lump;
I scurried around and got some ice, and took her to the doc;
She was okay, ten minutes out, at least she still could walk.

I felt so foolish – should have checked – assumed she was all right;
The sounds we hear draw meaning out when cause is out of sight;
Assumptions play a part in this – especially life and death:
Assume that life will carry on; or that’s the end of breath.

We lucky were this time around, but it’s a wake-up-call:
This life won’t last forever, there’ll be changes to it all;
Of course we know that is the case, sometime way down the road,
But when it comes – surprise it is – as we are often told.

A man once said, “That’s how we’re built – assuming sun will rise,
So we don’t get all morbid-like and query eastern skies;
But rather, carry on with life, take troubles as they come,
And in the meantime greet the dawn, and then in fullness run”.

Each new event adjusts our course, adds new assumptions in;
So next time when I hear a thump, this memory will bring
The knowledge that a cry for help which doesn’t follow noise,
Might indicate an end of things – as death-assumption’s voice.

That’s new for me – encourager I am – “Come on, let’s go”;
“It’s up and at ’em”; “Seize the day”; “Rise up from being low”;
“There’s always more to life my friend than what appears today”;
“If you are stuck I’ll come along, together find a way.”

I know that isn’t now the case with mom, and older kin;
I know that sometimes was the case in places I have been;
But life for me has so much more than what appears today,
My role in life to bring that up, help people find a way.

For obstacles are things which we just steer around, avoid;
For we’re not going on the rocks, thus we are not annoyed
If other people occupy some place we’d like to go;
When things emerge as part of life – we'll find another road.

I know someday will come an end to all “Assumption-two’s”
And on that day I’ll have to face a choice – hope I will choose
To fall back on Assumption-one – as base of universe;
So now as dawning light arrives – that choice I now rehearse.