A lot of times we list being content as being financially comfortable, or without challenges in life. And we spend so much time
The heading or topic was written 3 months ago or so.
Days and nights and mealtimes and playtimes and drinking times were filled with work. If they ever existed at all. Tons of work, endless visits to anyone who can shed a light to what seemed like the most exciting mountain to climb yet taking everything out of the body and soul.
Cousins became mentors, best friends became coaches. Good friends became sound boards. Everything stopped. But work.
Until one day, on the freeway, after yet another late night, almost midnight to be exact, everything went fuzzy. Legs went numb. hands trembled profusely and the feet did the only thing they could possibly do, hit the brakes.
When the ordeal was finally over, home safely and sound, relief came in the most unexpected way. A brand new True Love magazine on the kitchen counter and still sealed. Well, anything to take the mind off recent events would definitely be most welcome, unaware that it had the message from God. Clarifying what had occupied the mind for at least 2 weeks before. There was the most difficult turning point that had to be taken.
And this would be the defining point in a lot of ways. The thing is choices are always the most difficult when the obvious choice in the heart just seems like the dumbest choice in the mind.
Stay in the dayless nightless funless drinkless exciting adrenaline filled “NEW” job offering mind spinning OMG that much cash in the bank?
Or move on to where the heart is, and hopefully relief will come in many ways? Even though that dream car may still just be strongly contemplated and saved up for??
Well, the heart always finds its way. Thank God He intervened. Through an article in a magazine.
The mountain is great, when it is fun, and fuzzy still, but mostly when you can still enjoy the ordinary in life. To just be, sometimes. Never for the money, purely for the love.