What I’ve become rests on my shoulders. I can have all the facts correct but that does not justify going against my gut of what is right for me. Being gentle, kindhearted and loving are characteristics that I aspire in order to be true to the deep longings of my heart. I have failed in this area, and what I have gleaned is fear and resentment.
I vow to yield to the quiet, peace that nature demonstrates in the midst of seemingly avenging storms. The day still opens fresh; life continues. Why fight this natural need to be open, generous and welcoming to those I walk in this life with?
No comments:
Post a Comment