Even when the answer is right in front of me, I go looking for other ones. More comfortable. Easy. Fun.

The path really is clear. I’m the one fogging my mind up so that I can ignore the truth. But it doesn’t really work.

Not when you get to the end of the day. Alone with God. Standing on the ground of stark reality.

This is not a movie. The end is not written for happily ever after yet. Because everyday my choices reflect in tomorrow’s script.

Jesus and me. That’s all I need. Nothing matters more.

Can I believe that?

Will I believe that?

Will I let it change my life?