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"Take the first step, no more, no less, and the next will be revealed."

-- Ken Roberts


Why is this so hard for me to follow? Do you ever feel like you are brimming over with great words, but it really isn’t changing anything you are doing?

As the saying goes “the road to hell is paved with good intentions”. I hate change. Always have, and probably always will b/c it scares me. That is another defect I have to work on, b/c allowing anything, such as fear, to have that power is unacceptable.

I hear it all the time when change is inevitable…you can’t teach an old dog new tricks. Why is that? For me I believe the truth lies in my own comfort & pride. Everything happens for a reason…I know that for a fact based on my life.

Living by faith and not by sight is difficult. We are a society of instant gratification & instant answers thanks to the internet. (I swear I am a google addict) But honestly, this has reinforced us further into believing we have control of our lives. I have learned, over the last few years, more restraint when it comes to making decisions that could alter my life. I want God’s will not my own, but oh how I wish He would come down for a meeting & give me His itinerary!

So until God makes His appearance, I will take it one day at a time! The motto of my life J

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