In these transitory days of humongous technological developments, there is one specific specimen of an easy way up in your apartments. It's the very speckless elevator that changed from being the gated 2 layered fur-elise powered netted vehicle to a fully metal automatic lift, that elevates you to your desired haven, within the building.
In my imaginative mental hike, I'm pondering upon the pace a human should adopt while setting up a goal in life. As opposed to traditional education or directives, I found the Almighty using the most offbeat ways to train my character and mind, to transition me into a 7-edged knife from an average growing adult.
It's not a world of the gun and the knife, it's a world of the battle of beliefs.
The right belief which for me is the Torah, makes me sharper to evade obstacles, in innumerable ways.
Wisdom is so potent, if given 3 options, it creates a 4th one and outthinks that one as well, with absolute finesse. Jewish Wisdom never backs down and never retreats, it always rises to the occasion.
The will to fight, to fight counter thought, to exhaust the opponent to the point of no return.
To Lose to Win Big.
It's pretty much like a mental war these days where your lift is the least technological interaction you may have. The tech mammoth follows us around controlling our data, locations, purchases, most probable website visits, just about everything.
Yes, all these things have merit and can create a sense of paranoia in the best of us.
But I say, who cares?!
Let whoever see what you're made of, they still can't penetrate your elevator to the top, they still can't extinguish your sphere of influence in your day-to-day surroundings. If God has destined you to journey upwards into a constant upgrade in your scriptural knowledge, nothing and no one can come in the way of that.
Scattered thought connected.
Visualize this -
1. The elevator evolved as you grew older. The buttons got futuristically aesthetic with back lights, you got nervous and anxious about the pace of development.
2. You forgot your only constant (The Creator of the heavens and the earth) who doesn't regard our most technological development as anything, but a cute foolish attempt at godlessness like the tower of Babel.
3. Growing up I lived on the ground floor; I lacked the elevator wisdom I now possess. There was nothing more I wanted in my building but an elevator, but it was pointless as I would be stuck on ground zero 'cause I live there.
4. But as I frequented newer properties the elevator began speaking to me. It struck a chord of thought. I got fascinated by the number 10 that uplifts my mind to think of the 10 commandments in the Torah. My blueprint to approach life with, Israel's blueprint to support their tiny yet mighty nation's set of beliefs which makes them almost invincible to enemy intrusion until our God is with us.
5. I decided I would not want to ponder on any of the numbers in my spiritual elevator, but the 10th one, so I don't stop on any but try and fulfill all. The moment I press 10, I go blitzing up in speed, the door does not open for any contrary co-passengers trying to invade my knowledge of Truth. It stays firmly shut.
6. The wholeness of my spiritual elevator journey will mirror itself in the real world, advancing us to be a lethal instrument in the hand of God.
Keeping your eyes on the prize (the afterlife), where the entry is restricted but not out of reach for the ones truly seeking the Most High and His established ways of old.
Your destiny is directly proportional to the kind of elevator journey you live out on this physical temporal plane of existence, where everyone's gloating about the best of technology, which I'd like to mention has glitches.
Keep your eyes upwards always, remember the backlit number 10 and head straight to the top.
My Elevator Pep Talk
I get on my ride
The elevator where I hide
It's a spiritual fortress
The quiet side where I confide
My God My God
Speaks to me in His glorious power
This mystical elevator goes up to the sky
Breaking through the ceiling on this tower
The number 10
I'm in an incubator of hope
The Creator's blessing on us all
His bountiful mercy the rope
Lawlessness won't help
Against the power of sin
The truth is the Torah
Only through following it out of obedience can you win.
Climbing on the clouds
I'm skipping through the water
We must head straight for the top
Into the hands of our Potter.
