Do you ever feel like you’re becoming something you’re not, like you’re just going through the motions of life and you’re slowly being shaped by the world around you, being shaped in a way that you feel as if you’re dying?
I’m not saying this is the case with me – far from it actually, but what about you? I don’t mean this as chastisement, but do you ever feel that as each day presses on, you’re moving closer and closer to death and not life?
The beauty of Wednesdays is that it’s in the middle of the week, it’s often called ‘hump day’, and because of that we typically find ourselves on a hilltop overlooking the rest of the week and breathing a sigh of relief because we know that gravity’s going to take control from here on out. We know that no matter what happens, “it’s all downhill from here.“
But do you really like what you see on the horizon? Is the ground you’re working really sowing Life into your life?
Just curious – because I know I look ahead and I see a rough road; but I also see a lot of fruit, a lot of Life, and a magnificent prize at the end (and it’s not just heaven).
