Life is full of choices, you learn that early on. Obviously as I get older, I have started make decisions that have moved away from menial, and on to bigger, greater things. Although not always easy, this process ends up shaping, and molding me into something different, something new. Whiter I’ve made God smile, or burned someone I love, the finger print of each verdict is impressed upon my pliable skin.
I want to make good choices, and not just with the big things but right down to the nitty-gritty details of life, I hope my discretion will be both wise, and honoring. I want to be so rooted in good, prosperous, and gentle living that I come away satisfied and not ashamed… as for when I do mess up, the scars that result shall be worn with an attitude of confession. Over time may they heal and be made into something beautiful.
Posted by thejuniperjar on December 2, 2010 at 7:19 pm
you are wise. and you always remind me of the important things.
xo