When you think of windows, you do not typically think of a prison. That was the thought, however, that came to mind as I was sitting at my computer doing homework and watching the sunset begin to change the colors outside and I could not see it clearly due to my window. If I had done my hw earlier, I may have been able to step outside and overcome the window but, due to my own choices, I could not. The same thing happens in life. We build out own walls, or prisons, that keep us from happiness. We need to focus on what really matters and who we really are so we can overcome our trials. Life as a Crafty person. The good-byes, the hellos, the laughs, the tears, the craziness, the all. Join me as I share my life and my thoughts as I journey through life as a daughter, a sister, a wife, a teacher, a student, a Christian, a crafter, a friend, and a musician.
Monday, February 16, 2015
The Window Prison
When you think of windows, you do not typically think of a prison. That was the thought, however, that came to mind as I was sitting at my computer doing homework and watching the sunset begin to change the colors outside and I could not see it clearly due to my window. If I had done my hw earlier, I may have been able to step outside and overcome the window but, due to my own choices, I could not. The same thing happens in life. We build out own walls, or prisons, that keep us from happiness. We need to focus on what really matters and who we really are so we can overcome our trials.
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