"Maybe in a strange way there is a beauty in being lost. Because in being lost that means that I still have room to grow. I still have plenty of room to figure me out more. I still have time to dream and dream and dream about the future. Yes, I wish my first dream didn’t die but I know now that I wasn’t meant to be a youth pastor. Or more that the person I am today wasn’t meant to be one. I have a feeling of a freedom in being lost. There is a freedom in this emotion because I don’t have to figure everything out yet. I have time to learn more and more about my future and I can follow my heart. I can follow my heart to wherever it takes me. And in a strange way this uneasy feeling is the best feeling I have ever had."
Something I wrote and still holds such truth to me. Honestly, I love being lost and having so many questions about life, love, and faith. It makes me a better person because I know I don't know everything. It's such a beautiful thing.
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