Paint job

Every scar every wound we accumulate builds us and adds to us. This is going to sound really cliché but, once bitten twice shy. When you fall as a child that’s when you learn to run more carefully. When you fail an exam that’s when you learn to study more. When you get your heart broken that’s when you learn to never settle for anything less than what you truly deserve.

   Imagine for a second a world in which we never made mistakes or got disappointed in some way. Unless this world was the perfect way that God had originally intended it would be a total and utter disaster. We would all be like children who never advance. Never learning, never discovering novel ways to do things. Always stuck in the same spot. Think about it. Thomas Edison failed like 10,000 times while making the light-bulb. In those mistakes he worked out what NOT to do and finally figured out how to do it right.

   So eventually when you’re old and grey (God-willing) and you look back at the tapestry of your life. Your scars and wounds will just be strokes of the paint-brush that helped define the picture. That made it what it was: pretty and magnificent. So.... Happy painting!!!!! J



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