“You just have to choose.” Choose, choose, choose.
When you are up to your box-dyed hair in the emotional roller coaster of life, the last thing you want to hear is, “You just have to choose to dig out of this.”
How ’bout I choose not to hear you?
But darn-it-all-to-heck that is some good advice. The choose part.
How much time do we spend waiting?
We wait on circumstances to change.
We wait on people to change.
We wait for the perfect time.
We wait for the apology.
We wait for the handout.
We wait. We wait. We wait.
I’m afraid the more we wait, the more we waste.
What if, in all this waiting, it has been you all along that can change your circumstances?
What if you blessed and released that person who refuses to change?
What if you created the perfect time?
What if you forgave without the apology?
What if you worked for it instead of feeling entitled to it?
What if you stopped waiting and you started choosing?