Day 8

One of the best things about getting older is the gift of hindsight.
In hindsight, patterns and themes and trends emerge.

Oh, how little in my life has worked out like I had planned.

And looking back, I’m grateful for that, because I wouldn’t have traded what’s happened in my life for any of my previous plans.

Even though at times I may have felt differently.
Even though at times I would have wished for something else.
Even though at times it hurt.

Time has shown me the truth.

It’s shown me that God’s plan for me has always been better than the plan I’ve had for myself.

And in the light of that realization, I can relax more deeply into trust.
Trust that whatever is transpiring is precisely what’s required.
Trust that I will look back and say thank you.

And in that trust, I no longer need hindsight.

If I Know that I’ll look back and be grateful for it all,
If I Know that I’ll look back and realize it was all for me,
If I know that I’ll look back and see why it had to happen the way it did,
Why wait?

Why wait to fall in love with life?