Man, I saw a post asking what I’d tell my 15 year old self, if given the chance.
Many things cross my mind, but the main thing would be that I am loved. And just before the moment was over, I’d tell myself who not to trust.
It would be excellent if we could have do overs. The problem is that they’d have to be limited and none transferable. However, in this life, I’ve found that humans have vile ways of doing things, more often than I’d ever want to believe. So the idea that someone would be held hostage for use of their do overs, doesn’t surprise me, neither does someone selling one for profit, or using them as bargaining chip.
We don’t get do overs, but second chances exist. We just have to be able to recognize them and make excellent use of the opportunity, which requires a certain level of discipline and consistency.
Certain things can cause me to weep, especially a glimpse of hope deferred. The Bible says that hope deferred make the heart weak. I can attest to that truth. Then the next thing is to be truly honest about the level of discipline, consistency, and diligence I’ve attained in said Hope. I must also address an old foe, the little girl inside of me that still believes she doesn’t matter in this world. I know it’s a lie and yet it hinders my forward progress and nurtures the stagnation. YIKES! Anything stagnant stinks.
This is my first post in 2023. It is the 20th day of the year. I’ve told myself to work on consistency. And to count the victories, no matter how small and this post is a victory.
BE Blessed!
From the Desk of an Author 