We wonder why it has ‘come to this.’ And eventually it ‘came to us’ that our decisions could do nothing other than to ‘come to this,’ but the realization of that came a bit too late.

In the end, I walked myself here. And if ‘here’ is not the place that I wanted to be, blaming others for walking me here won’t do anything to walk me out of here.

Wherever I am is a result of me saying ‘yes’ to something when I should have said ‘no,’ or vice-versa. And me getting out of wherever I am is going to be based on saying the same things, but saying them in a different order than I did the first time.

We always ask, ‘How did it come to this?’ But maybe what we really need to ask is when in the world are we going to come to the point of not blaming others for the decisions that we came to so that we can finally understand how we came to them in the first place.

The emptiness in our lives is due to the ‘absence of all the right things,’ and the ‘presence of all the wrong things.’ And if there’s some sort of silver-lining to be found in feeling empty, it’s that we’ve been successful at doing both of the above.

Patience is the thing that makes me think about my choices rather than having my choices make me think about why I made them.

If my decisions constantly heed the voice of the world, I can be completely assured that I’m going to end up in a ‘world of hurt.’ If my decisions heed the word of God, I can be completely assured that this ‘world of hurt’ won't be anywhere near my solar system.

If I have refused to risk, I have in the self-same decision refused to love. And if indeed I have refused to love, tragically I have refused to live. And when will I realize that that in and of itself is an unacceptable risk.

The world brazenly touts freedom as both the inalienable right and morally liberating justification to mindlessly play in the filth that lies all around me. And the slight bit of sanity that yet remains within me asks, ‘what raging madness would prompt me to incessantly wallow in the very things that will eventually swallow me?