Earlier this week I found myself sidetracked...sliding off the path I had been on.....and heading in an entirely different direction.
It started when I met someone who made a suggestion...and for some reason I ran with it. It sounded good. Right. At least while we were talking about it. But when I left to go home.....I became discouraged. Hopeless. I didn't really want to do what she had said. It didn't feel right.
Two days later.....I met with someone....someone who'se been in my corner....who knows my story......and believes in me. As soon as I saw her, she turned and said the very thing I needed to hear. She had no idea of the other person's suggestion. She spoke her words with passion. And they hit their mark. Smack dab in the core of my heart.
I needed her words to get me back onto the right track. They gave me hope. Reminded me He has a plan. A purpose. And even when we get sidetracked...He's there. Waiting. Knowing we'll be back.
This becoming is harder than it seems.....