I am sitting riverside on a cold crisp day. The sun is out, the traffic passes by the bridges home for the weekend, and the water flows.
When I look out at the river I notice something that strikes me as profound I guess you might say. With the current there are logs, trash, birds, other objects that drift. Looking out I can see them for a bit, a few moments, but then they are carried downstream out of sight. It strikes me, that is life, that is the destination of past choices, and decisions made good or bad. They all flow away out of sight, and the new clear water comes with its own elements of choice and chance. Could have trash, could be clear, still will flow, and continue to move to a yesterday that will never be today, or tomorrow.
Guess it is refreshing to know that with time and the current of life we can be free to see a clearer view and a new chance at significance free from the trash and debris of the past. Because if we let the past define us instead of describe us, we forfeit the wonderful chance that is today, and the tomorrows of the rest of our lives.
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