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Life outside of my front yard

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Twenty years ago this week, I moved from Birmingham, Alabama to North Carolina. If I had never moved, I might never have known that there was life outside of my front and back yards. Pivotal moment. If I could go back and tell myself something, I would tell Evan that it would all work out great. I would tell that kid that God took care of us. To trust Him.

I wonder why we avoid those moments that could change everything we’ve ever known for the better. There is no such thing as human security. I wonder what holds us back. This life is not our own. It’s not about us.

Twenty years from now, where will you be? What will you realize then about your life today that you don’t realize today? What would you tell yourself?

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I think when we ask ourselves.."What are our plans 20 years down the road?" we translate that to.."What do WE want to do?" And the thing about that is, it doesnt matter what WE want to do, all that matters is that we do what God has planned for us, whether we're ready for that or not. God will put us through whatever to get what he needs done, but interestingly enoght, in the end, we end up loving what God has for us, well I know I have.

Posted by Cait on 27 December 2009 @ 1am

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