In those times when I feel completely lost, unhappy, and stuck in a life I no longer want, I consider abandoning my faith and starting over in a completely new direction.
You'd think that in the face of that, the things I feel would be of something like freedom, wanderlust, and the thrill of endless possibilities.
Instead, all I feel is the darkness of despair. Despite my never-ending list of wants, the truth that's firmly etched into me is that I deserve nothing, and have no worth other than in the God who made me, knows me, loves me, and intended my life on earth to be a temporary journey before the final destination which is at His side. To let go of that makes my world seem incredibly bleak.
In that perspective, even the biggest things that I want to acquire or accomplish for myself seem to pale in comparison.
