Lately, I’ve been taking a lot of things on faith–hoping that everything will turn out the way it’s supposed to and placing a lot of things regarding my future in God’s hands. I keep telling myself that everything will work out because, let’s face it, it always does. It may not be in the exact ways that we expect it, but everything in some way or the other works out.
When we were little kids, we believed in Santa Claus, fairies, princes and princesses living in castles and fairy tales. We had fantasies of the way our lives would be, the way that everything would turn out. For me, I would be a bestselling author, writing novels and stories day after day for the reading public. But somehow, as we get older and grow up, we open our eyes. The fantasies and the beliefs in fairy tales disappear and we are left with reality. Yet, deep down inside of us, we never really let the fantasy go. We have the smallest glimmer of hope that one day, we’ll open our eyes and the fantasy will come true. Continue reading