Even if we never expected our walk with God to be easy, why has the difficulty always come as a surprise? When do our hearts find the fullness of the promise? Sure, eventually it will come to pass. What happens though if our own choices keep us from the days that we have waited for? That is the question I am faced with now. It stares me in the face every time I look up.

Destiny has been watching me from the fishbowl. I look at her everyday. I feed her and keep her water clean. I talk to her, talk about her and she seems to respond. But she is silent. I can walk away right now and forget for a little while that she is there. One night I forgot that she needed to be fed at all. She survived. Amazing that such a small goldfish can speak volumes to my life.