Oh the endless possibilities.
Sometimes we can't help but wish we were somewhere else, doing something else, being someone else.
Else.
But here is where He is placed me. This is what I have. Me is who I am.
Now is what I live in.
In His perfect timing,
For it is Him who works in me to will and work for His purpose
The things inside that are left, and will remain, unsaid.
For I am never brave enough.
But we move along nevertheless
Because real life has too many things to be dealt with, too many problems in too many lives.
What have we done to ourselves?
What courage will it take to stand up against the entire tide of the world and finally say,
"NO."
Where is the line that says enough?