we'll never be ready if we keep waiting for the right time.

When I was younger, we had a "merry-go-round" in our front yard. It dated back to when my dad was a kid, and my grandfather brought it home from a school that was getting rid of it. I had a favorite bar that I always pushed from. One of the beams had broke underneath so one side was a little wobbly. The ground on the side that was close to the house was higher up than the other side, so when dragging your feet, you always had to lift your legs up a bit when you came around to that side. It was white but it's age was shown as rust broke through the paint.
To make it work, you had to push it yourself. This would entail grabbing on of the bars and running as fast as you can in a circle. Once it was full speed, you have to jump on, while it's moving. The goal, is to get it as fast as you can and be able to jump on, with out causing it to slow down at all. If you weren't very good at this, or not used to how to go through the motions of this, you would cause the merry-go-round to slow down when you jumped on. And, if you were brand new at the whole, merry-go,round thing, you might even find yourself face down in the dirt from a failed attempt; maybe more than once.
I really didn't know what to expect when I came back from China. In China, time doesn't seem real. It was hard for me to grasp that everyone in the States was still moving with school and life, and there I was in China, just staying put. A lot of people were graduating college, finding jobs and houses, all while I was in China. I'm not saying anything about what was "achieved" or degrading the time I spent in China. It was well spent, but it felt a lot like Neverland. The world moving at 1,000 mph and then me standing completely still in China.
When I was younger, and would play on the merry-go-round, I had done it so many times that I was great at spinning it really fast, and jumping on, without anyone noticing that I had ever left the ground. Not from practice, but by the grace of God, coming home was the same way. I jumped right back into life here. I had a place to live, found a couple jobs, and got right back with the people that I had left. From the second my plane landed, it felt like I never left at all. What a great feeling.