Most of the answers we seek don’t come easily. At times they don’t even come at all.
But as I resolve to recognize this season as a part of the journey, I just kept on walking even if I couldn’t see the whole road up ahead.
The journey to discovery doesn’t end.
Sometimes our desires and affections are disordered. We search in the wrong places. We prefer a quick fix. We refuse to accept the answers we don’t like to hear.
I believe pain is good. It’s a sign of growth. It gives meaning to what we’re able to accomplish, what we get to give, and who we eventually become.
Difficult decisions lie ahead. What choices are we going to make?
Getting old has certainly made me feel less courageous.
What is it that I’m so attached to, that it’s making me defend my ground so hard as if somebody’s trying to take it away?
We are always bound to move forward until we no longer can.
The older I get, the less risk I take. Why do you think that is? “Maybe because you believe you have so much to lose? But the fact is, if you’ve invested in yourself, you can regain what you lost. You can rebuild them, recreate them”.
There is something good about not knowing or having all the answers, even in what seems to be a petty thing. If we always do, then there would be no room for others to help, not even God.