I want to be more, not have more.
I want to feel good, not look good.
I want quality, not quantity - friends, shoes, coffees, travels.
I want knowledge through experience, not books.
I want to empathize, not criticize.
I want to stretch more, run less - physically, emotionally, mentally, spiritually.
I want a simple life, not a shallow life.
I want to taste more, eat less.
I want to pray more, think less.
I want to stick it out, not flit around.
1 comments:
You are like a beautiful blue bell growing in the desert Chanty. That was my favorite part of traveling to the farm...looking out the back window of the van and trying to count the amount of blue bells I could see growing in the side of the road...until my eyes rolled around in my head I got so dizzy...then the count would begin again. But anyways, your blog made me love you more, it was so nice and calm and sincere. So today you are my blue bell.
Stef
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