Which direction are you looking? Where does your heart choose to wander? We all have scars that are like a fresh burn. We tend to be shy of things from our past that might burn us again but we have to choose where our heart goes. Do we choose to run back to the people that have hurt us in the past or do we seek out better people in our lives…our own choices.
As the rain poured down on the truck today, I looked into the side view mirror and I knew deep in my very soul that doors were opening in the other direction. So where are you looking?