God has given us just one life, and sometimes I feel like my life could be a book. I believe you might feel the same way. There are moments when I wish I could stay in a certain chapter forever because I am genuinely happy and loving where I am. I wish those moments could last forever.
But then, there are times I want the chapter to end. I find myself asking, “When can I turn the page?” It’s as if I’m reading in slow motion—life seems to move so slowly, and I feel completely drained.
And there are chapters where I feel alone, wondering if God is even near. And you know what? It’s okay to admit those feelings. We are human. Sometimes I have no words, no song in my heart. But I refuse to forget those chapters that remind me to stay close to Christ. I wake up craving His presence, go to bed longing for His Word, and throughout the day, I desire to be near Him.
Life also brings difficult chapters—loss, health scares, unexpected divorce. Those are some of the hardest pages to read.
I often wonder, what would I call the title of my book? What would I name each chapter? Well, I’d need to give that some real thought.
One day, when I have silver hair and wrinkles on my skin, I hope I can sit on my back porch and look back over my life. I want to see all the chapters and remember what God taught me with each page I turned. I want my children and grandchildren to see through my silver hair and wrinkles and see my life was a story well written—one filled with lessons, love, and faith.
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