Live Out The Dream

Sometimes I miss the past.  It then makes me wonder, How do I get back to that place?

The place where I lived life out loud, I was alive in Christ, and in any situation I was okay.  I was happy, I made others happy, and I was content with how my life was.  I did not worry about my future, because I put in all in God’s hands.

I look through old yearbooks, all those memories, all those hardships.  But it was all worth it. If I ould go back, I wouldn’t change a thing. Well maybe some of my attitudes towards things…no, I wouldn’t change a thing because each instance that happened I grew from, and it made me stronger.

I used to hear Your voice and feel like You were always right next to me.  Now You feel more distant then ever.  So far that I cannot see Your face anymore.  Everyday You were my breath of fresh air, my everything. I do not understand.

God, how do I get back to that place? The place I used to be. I love my life, but instead of living in the moment, I rush through it. My days are becoming blurs instead of pictures.  I miss being extraordinarily happy. Help me get back to that place.

Love,

Kara Rae Grigsby