“Life cannot be understood flat on a page. It has to be lived; a person has to get out of his head, has to fall in love, has to memorize poems, has to jump off bridges into rivers, has to stand in an empty desert and whisper sonnets under his breath… We get one story, you and I, and one story alone. God has established the elements, the setting and the climax and resolution. It would be a crime not to venture out, wouldn’t it?”
— Donald Miller
i can’t really say i have a way with words. i don’t always put them together very eloquently. until recently, i really wasn’t a fan of reading, but there is something i love very much… and that’s a great story.
i’ve been in an interesting season in my life. one that isn’t over. you see, the seasons in my life don’t change as frequently as the season’s in nature do. they take time to mull over, and to wade through. it’s a learning process for me.
where i am in this season of life right now, is reminding me of many things. it’s teaching me many things.
it’s finding something to laugh at when it seems as though there isn’t much to laugh about.
it’s seeing the beauty in everything, whether beautiful by the world’s standards or not.
it’s accepting where you are, even if it’s not where you want to be.
we only get one story. one chance at this life. one shot to do it how it’s meant to be done.
and it’s like my eyes are open again. it’s like i’m seeing the world through a different pair of eyes. and they’re not my eyes. they’re His.
so this is me, venturing out. doing things differently. doing things i’ve never done.
because i’m not who i was.