It's such a hard time to be prudent. Everyone follows their hearts and ends up breaking other people's. And once their hearts are broken, instead of taking time to fix them and waiting till they are healed, they try to distract themselves and make themselves forget that they should be on the bench instead of wanting to still play and score goals, which just makes their wounds worse.
Their lack of patience and interest in being prudent compares to a drunk's burning anxiety for the weekend, when he'll be able to retire his false brightness of mind and give up his soberness(along with his state of consciousness, also know as enlightenment) and give himself in to illogical impulses, gratifying the desires that only bring death and pain.
While the cross carrier, the enlightened, the prudent, who sees farther because of his eyes of faith and hope, enjoys the bench time he's given to learn how to be patient, to set his priorities right, to create a strategy, so that when he is called to play he can close this game with a golden goal, which will qualify him as worthy of trading the cross he is bearing and carrying for the trophy given to the faithful ones, once the game is through.
It's such a hard time to remain single. When you get the ball, you know the goalie's weaknesses and how you could outdo him and score, and you have to pass back the ball and ruin the play, just because you know you're not ready to take the pressure of having scored a goal. Your time will come, but the clock seems to want to test you and pretends he cannot count high enough to let your time come. He does know, however, how to count up to your hour, he just refuses to. But you can see deep in his eyes he is simply obeying higher orders and not his own heart. And by that, you see you should do the same.
And so you wait for your chance to get in the team, dribble the obstacles away and shake the net.
Delight yourself in the Lord and He will satisfy your heart's desires.
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