My 2018 Guarantee Didn’t Arrive
It’s
2018 and my guarantee didn’t arrive. Did
yours?
I
have been expecting promises of good health, good will, a larger bank account,
better relationships … you know the drill – more and bigger and better.
Now
what am I going to do?
I
think my guarantee promised more readers, more esteem as a writer. That one didn’t come either.
I
also ordered a golden parachute. It was
supposed to catch me when I fall, prevent injury and illness from attacking and
assure my investments would all range in the double digits.
Now
what?
I
guess I’ll just have to do life anyway.
I’ll make my plans more carefully, I’ll weigh the odds, I’ll consider my
options, I’ll tread with steps of discernment and wisdom. I’ll find my faith … faith in my own
resilience, my own strength and stamina and in God. I’ll push myself when appropriate, I’ll dream
often, I’ll still do life well.
You see,
I still have my faith in my inner compass.
Maybe
I don’t need a guarantee after all.
P Michael Biggs
Offering
Hope
Encouragement
Inspiration
One Word at
a Time
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