10 minutes from now I’ll be saying, “That felt good.”
Its good to get things off my chest. I used to think that I was a bit invulnerable to the wear and tear that carrying secrets brings. When I was little I watched people I loved carry secrets around and watched those secrets fill up the empty spaces in their heads, becoming the luggage that they carried everyday. I watched it and said, ‘not me, yo’ (maybe I didn’t say yo). Yet here I am, burdened by the secrets I carry.
It isn’t my place to reveal everything happening in my life just yet, but it is safe to say that my life will be changing in a major way very shortly. No, I don’t have cancer (that I know of), but I am moving more fully into the concept of the second half and awakening to the possibility of a life where everything, starting from the home base, is designed to strengthen me and everyone around me. It is a shift of principal from survival/existence to really building a foundation and a future that is about growth, stability, and on another.
Yeah, that felt good to say. It’ll feel better to make it happen.
Some Thoughts:
- Bit of news today focused on R. Wilson talking about how God gave him the NFC championship win. Players say that stuff all the time, but devoting a twenty minute news segment to debating whether or not he should’ve said it is a sure sign that we don’t need 24hr sports news.