I went for my two mile walk
around the lake today! Walking helps
calm my thoughts and take time to appreciate the beauty of nature. I use the time to meditate, reflect and enjoy
a peaceful walk. I noticed that the
shadows among the pathway were different than my early morning walks. If it was not for the recognized landmarks, I
thought I was going a different way.
It’s interesting how shadows can deceive you. They cast doubts and fears like the same kind
that cast fears and doubts in our lives.
Once they take over, they mislead us and often cause us to make wrong
choices. Fortunately, some of us manage
to get back on track but not with any help of our own. When we look back on the rough areas in our
lives we sometimes thought that we would never make it, but we did. Do not think that we were responsible for
getting back on the path. God loves us
so much that He will not let us fail if we stay faithful to him as He does for
us. It is my choice that I tune in and
listen for that quiet voice. He will
keep me on the right path and lead me in the right direction despite my
trials. Like Joyce Meyers said, “pray
that we can see the treasures in our trials.”
We often look for excuses when things don’t go our way, shifting the blame onto others instead of taking responsibility for our own choices. But excuses only grow stronger the more we feed them. This same pattern shows up when it comes to doing what’s right—we stay silent, waiting for someone else to step forward, rather than holding ourselves accountable. “What’s your excuse now?” is a challenge to stop hiding behind hesitation and a sense of true comfort in our own skin.
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