Sliding Doors

We are all aware of the ‘sliding doors’ scenario. As one opportunity is missed, another one takes its place. Sometimes for better, and other times for the worse. But no matter what choices we make, we will end up where we were meant to be.

This was the case on the day of my cycling accident, it could have ended up much differently had I made other choices on my first 25 kms of the ride.

As I headed towards Safety Beach, I slipped in behind another cyclist who was moving a few kms quicker than my normal pace, but I decided i should try and keep up with him for as long as possible and increase my stamina.

Sitting in his slipstream for 5 or so kms, I thought to myself this could be one of my quicker rides of the year. But as we approached a street heading up towards Arthur’s Seat, he turned into the street and I decided to continue with my original plan and do the hill climb of Arthur’s Seat the next day. Had I followed him, it might have been an entirely different ride, and a possibly a very different outcome to my day.

So I continued on solo for a while before turning back and setting my sights on Point Nepean. 60 kms away with a light headwind and the sun shining in the blue sky. A perfect day for a ride I kept telling myself.


As I looked ahead, I saw the set of lights change to amber, and instead of braking hard, I cruised through and continued on my merry way without a problem.

Looking back at the day, either one of those sliding door moments would have made a huge difference to my unhappy ending. Or would they have made no difference at all?

Would I have been injured on another part of my ride that day? Coming back down Arthur’s Seat at a breakneck speed. Or would have I gotten away without an injury? It’s hard to know which would have been the case, but what happened on that day, happened for a reason.

A reason I’m still unsure about, but one that didn’t leave me lying dead on the side of the road that morning. And for that I’m still very thankful. Even though it’s been a long and tough journey to recovery, I am hoping it will worthwhile in the long run, not just for me, but for my family and friends.

In the end, we will be where we are meant to be, no matter the twists, turns and tumbles we take.

Enjoy the journey with friends, family and loved ones. As the destination has been set. Life is too short for regrets.

The path to heaven is full of sinners and believers


If I had to sit back and think through my life and where I will end up, I would struggle to come up with an answer. Apart from the obvious one, in a pine box and six foot under.
On the long and winding road we call life, we come across many people, some sinners, and others believers. These people cross our paths for a specific reason, even if we don’t realise it at the time.


It may take months, or sometimes even years to understand why we these people ventured into our lives. They may have been with us for the briefest of moments or stayed with us for years, and are possibly still in our lives.

But sometimes it’s the people who come into our lives for the shortest period of time that make the most impact, or leave us wondering why we were with them for such a short time.

There is no simple answer to this, but most likely they came into our lives for a single purpose. They knowingly or unknowingly achieved what they were meant to do and then drifted off.

We can believe what we want, but the sinners in our lives are with us to make us see the grass on the other side. And it’s up to us to decide if we want to jump the fence and see if the grass really is the right shade of green other side and if it’s what we really want. Sometimes it is, and other times the grass has dried out lost its lush greenery.


Then there are the believers who come into our lives. Just like the sinners, they have shown up for a reason. That reason may be to show us we are worth more than we think we are and we are not a burden to others, as we may sometimes think.

Apart from having sinners and believers in our lives, we also need to follow the path we truly believe, either go and check out greener pastures by jumping the fence, or believing we are better than what we think.

No matter which path we take, it will all end in a pine box.


So while we wait to lay in that pine box, we need to enjoy the journey and do what’s best for us, even if others don’t agree with our descisions.

God’s Worst Enemy Or Nothing? Your Choice

If you could be either God’s worst enemy or nothing, which would you choose?


This statement can be taken in many ways by so many people. But what the real question is, would you rather be known for notoriety, or just be another faceless and unknown person in the crowd?

To be know for your notoriety can be a simple as the person who takes the last slice of cake from the plate or the guy who grabs the last beer from the fridge and not replacing it with a fresh six pack.

The question also pertains to the person who walks into a crowded mall wearing a suicide vest and detonating it, killing himself and so many other innocent bystanders. The suicide bomber will never know if his deed made him notorious, as he died the instant the bomb exploded.

On the other hand there is the serial killer who taunts and plays with the police, finally being caught and thrown into prison and let to rot.
This is the type of person who can, and will gloat when his face is plastered all over the papers and TV for the heinous crimes he committed.

Then there is the other option of being a faceless person in the huge crowd. Never being noticed by anyone for anything. Is this the better option?


For some people this is the perfect way for them to go through their lives, not making waves and laying low. Doing their own thing and letting life pass them by.

As long as either option doesn’t cause harm, injury or pain to others, it is up to each person to decide in how they choose to live life.

If it means taking the last beer from the fridge and not replacing it, or blending into the world crowd like a chameleon. It’s a personal choice.


What’s your choice?