Just finished reading a journal entry from ten years ago where I had written down what I wanted to accomplish within 10 years, i.e., by now. Well, over the past ten years, some of my hopes and dreams faded away like they never existed. However, some remained; which are the ones I am still working towards. Looking back, I can see where I got off track; where I took a few detours and scenic routes. Do I regret not accomplishing everything within the allotted ten years? Honestly—and I am being so truthful—I don’t.
The last ten years…
Let’s just call the last ten years the Decade of Random Experiences—and boy was everything random. Not in a bad or regrettable way, but random. When I tell you my life was all over the place. As soon as I thought I was focused and things were headed in one direction something random would happen that would throw me off track—like every time. That was my 40s.
Now, here I am on the other side of that decade—my 50s—where life is so much calmer. No timelines. No hurry. Even though the randomness hasn’t stopped, it doesn’t bother me like it did before. Now I just go with the flow and easily hand over the things I can’t do on my own to God. Although slowly—which seems very slow at times—everything is coming together. They’re coming together the way they are meant to and I am finally at peace with it. Y’all, God’s timing and plans really are best.
That’s all. Just felt like writing. Thanks for reading.♥️
Shaun