To spend my days regretting what I’m not is to rob me of the energy I need to celebrate who I am.

All along, I was less concerned about walking a path of integrity and more caught up in a compass calibrated by greed. And with a compass such as this, how is it that I’m having a hard time understanding why I am where I am?

Being hurried sacrifices the journey for the sake of the goal. But have I stopped to think that achieving the goal is but a moment in time while the journey is made up of a million moments?

Did you ever think about how many things we do that we spend far more energy trying to forget than we expended by doing them in the first place? And as terribly obvious as it might seem, maybe the primary place we should expend our energy is taking the time to figure out how we want to expend it before we do.

Today is non-refundable. Therefore, I’d better live it in a manner that a refund is unnecessary.

I wonder what life would have been like if I would have taken all that time I spent wondering what life would have been like, and instead used that time to make it what I wanted it to be like.

Anything great will only be appreciated if I am given the opportunity to feel the absence of it, or experience the reversal of it. It is only then that I can even begin to understand its majesty and cherish it in the manner I should have all along.

One of the most terrifying things I fear is not my potential, but how much regret I’ll die with should I never use it.

It would do me well to realize that the path that has led me to where I am was mapped by those who taught me and paved by what they taught me. Therefore, if God is not my teacher and His truth is not my topic I will find myself where I don’t want to be, having trod a path I didn’t want to take.