It seemed to me that I woke up one morning and my life changed. Not that it changed physically, it was as if the air was different, The thoughts I thought couldn't be thought like that anymore.
I think I'm beginning to get the concept of the seasons of one's life.
Or...
It's possible I'm at a crossroad of life.
I know...
All things are different now. They must be viewed different also.
I will...
Live each day to the fullest and trust God to do what He has always done best.
I had a feeling like this when I had my son last February. Although I'm not religious, it did seem like suddenly all the mediocre things I used to worry about were simply that, mediocre.
Having lost a family member only a few weeks ago, I'm now of the mind that life is way too short and to enjoy what ever is thrown my way.
I like this. Simple and something for those who might need a bit of inspiring during hard times.
I am reminded of the words of the Doc Holliday character near the end of the movie "Tombstone" when he said "There is no normal life, Wyatt, there's just life, just live! ... say goodbye to me, go grab that spirited actress and make her your own. Take that beauty and don't look back. Live every second, live right on through to the end. Live Wyatt, live for me. Wyatt, if you were ever my friend... if ya ever had even the slightest of feelin' for me, leave now, leave now... please."
I had a feeling like this when I had my son last February. Although I'm not religious, it did seem like suddenly all the mediocre things I used to worry about were simply that, mediocre.
Having lost a family member only a few weeks ago, I'm now of the mind that life is way too short and to enjoy what ever is thrown my way.
I like this. Simple and something for those who might need a bit of inspiring during hard times.
When my father passed away, it was rather disturbing for me. We were very close and him being a father, well, of course I depended on him some. There was a huge hole in my heart but knowing I still had the love of a greater Father, helped me move on.
At one time I read alot of books or at least thought I did. One day an overwhelming desire sparked in the that I should write. I developed a long term goal; to write. The way I see it, someone will ne.. more..