I went through a rough patch a bit ago trying to
understand why people (specifically clients, in this case) were making the
choices they were. Their lives contained so much to live for and so many tender
mercies dangling in front of them like carrots, urging them to put one foot in
front of the other. At least that was my view of their life – standing with my nose
smashed against their window, hands cupped around my eyes, fooling myself into
thinking I was viewing the whole picture. Obviously I wasn’t and it bothered me.
Then, I got an image in my head (I’m totally a visual
learner) and it helped me kind of grasp what was going on.
Something from the outside (we all have our own
idea of what the ‘outside’ is) had interrupted them
while they were reading their Book and they hadn’t used a Bookmark when
they’d set the Book aside! So simple in my little
And I got to thinking. No one has enough Bookmarks!
In fact, I’ve since decided you can’t have too many Bookmarks.
Those small inconsequential bits of paper reminding us of our place in the
Book. They are in that awesome group of “Markers”; often taken for granted
but vitally essential. Some of these Markers are Landmarks, Postmarks and
Bookmarks. Landmarks help you figure out where you are (so you can either find
that place again or NOT find it again, depending). Postmarks validate where you’ve been and identify the
direction you are headed. But Bookmarks. Well, Bookmarks are kind of a
combination of all three. By showing you where you are, they remind you where
been, how far you’ve come and serve as a jumping off point for where
you should now be going.
Holding our Book in our hands, it’s all too easy to look at
all the pages combined and feel inadequate, realizing we’re closer to the front
cover than the back cover. Or maybe I’m a slow reader,
scrutinizing over words that come easy for you, slowing my progress and
therefore paling in comparison to you. Or perhaps the plot thickens
unexpectedly and the act of reading becomes burdensome as we try and absorb all
that is happening. Does your book have words between the lines – real or imaginary – causing such discouragement
that the Book is set aside for a time? When you pick it up again, though, isn’t it a pleasant surprise
to have that half of a chocolate bar wrapper sticking out ever so timidly,
gently reminding you of how far you made it before setting it down?
Wow! I don’t have to start clear back
at the prologue! And the story comes back quickly once it’s picked up again!
I never realized just how important that little
marker is – or how unique, or unusual
it is that I am lucky enough to have a Bookmark (several even). Whatever my Bookmark
happens to be at this moment – a sincere smile, a pat on the back, a belief system,
grandchildren laughing, a friend’s phone call, a blooming
flower, a butterfly – I express gratitude that
I am blessed with Bookmarks.
And since realizing this, I have tried to give out
more Bookmarks to others. Hoping that maybe it can serve as a starting up point
to replace feelings of being overwhelmed or helpless at the thoughts of
possibly having to start over.
And in sharing with you my (perhaps oversimplified)
definitely uneducated observation of life, I also share with you a Bookmark.
May you put it to good use.