Last year was the hardest year of my life. Sometimes nothing more can be done but to dig a foxhole, gather your supplies and fight your enemy and hope for reinforcements or at least a supply drop so you can keep up the battle.
Perhaps I could have come out sooner, but I think I may have adjusted to forgetting I was even in a foxhole -- mistaking it for "life as I now know it".
Part of what I now want to do is get some joy back into life, creating space for it and trusting God a little more to do battle for me.
Thousand Miles blog will hopefully record many of these times as I breathe in some fresh air with people I love and take up some personal interests for myself that I have laid aside for much too long.
Living life on purpose does take some effort, but the reward is worth it. I'm breathing better already just talking about it!
