He will at Jesus’ return, but why wait?
My new reality
I was reading some old posts I had written several years ago. Back when I lived in a two story house with my husband, kids, and step kids. I had written that my life felt meant for someone else.
I needed to write this now. I am right where I need to be. My day job is dancing around town in my wheelchair. I’m a road artist and so much more.
Life is far from my idealistic vision of the “perfect” life, and I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
I’m not sure what will happen with my freak out, but what it helped me to realize is that I need to prioritize my life.
This might take some time…
My story made the front page.
I was just on the news.
Life in general is amazing in so many ways.
So why am I melting down?
I make bad decisions frequently. I’m kicking myself for the latest, and trying to adjust to the realization that I’m a lot like a flame.
People see me for miles dancing around. I can bring warmth and excitement. Hopefully my ideas will catch and spread.
However, it’s dangerous for people to get too close. I need a way that people can see the flame and feel the warmth, without getting burned, which seems to be the inevitable result.
I feel the most responsible thing to do is to build some kind of clear firewall. I just can’t let it snuff out the flame.