Reaching out to God
Today I spoke out loud to God. I don't do this very often, I almost always pray silently. I live close to other people and I'm conscious of how easy it is to over hear. Luckily there is a river directly outside my home, I am usually sitting by it a couple times a week, if not every day. I began contemplating a complex aspect of my life and history. Before i knew it, I was bringing it to God. I looked up to the sky and poured out what was swirling in my cup. I suppose in simpliest terms, my question looked like "what do i do with this?" Hard times came, we made choices, now I'm left wondering things like, could I have done this better, is it my fault, did I somehow make the wrong choice that led us here. I'll remind myself that I wasn't the only one making choices but there are certain facts I don't want to fully embrace because it makes me feel too innocent. I've asked God to forgive me for the mistakes I made, I've turned from that and toward...