When Life Hands You Leftovers…

Lately, I’ve been wondering if I’ve been “waiting for lightning“. Waiting for some miraculous sign that life is going to change for the better.

Instead of actively engaging in the world around me with passion and skinned knees, I’m just…waiting.

Waiting and receiving life’s “leftovers”.

It’s like I’m trapped in a cage, hoping for someone to open the door. But all the while, the key is sitting on floor. All I have to do is find the courage to pick up the key and leave.

The choice is mine.

I can move towards freedom or cling to my fear. My fear like an familiar ache that leaves me tense and paralyzed.

The choice is mine.

I don’t want to waste my time,  living a life of mediocrity while clinging to leftovers.

I want to live.

I want to live a life of meaning and purpose, not squandering the fleeting remains of my youth in a cage.

“God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change; Courage to change the things I can; and wisdom to know the difference.”-Reinhold Niebuhr

*I’ve been on a hiatus as I wrestle through some issues in my life (work, relationships, health, etc).

As time permits, I hope to share snippets of my journey in the future.  We’ll see. 🙂

However, my current theme song, as I wrestle with my struggles, is “Run Wild”.

I hope we all can have the courage to run wild/live free/and love strong.