We’ll talk about lying eventually, but first I’ve decided it’s time for a confession.
When I looked at this prompt the first time, I was not going to write this post.
The truth is, I don’t lie to myself. Not anymore, anyway.
For a long time, I think I immersed myself inside some sort of fairytale in my mind where I believed all of my dreams for myself would eventually come true.
Little by little, and sometimes a lot at once, life has shown me that’s a lie.
I no longer believe in a lot of the dreams I once had for myself.
Maybe they were part of my plan for my life and not God’s.
I have no idea what He has in store, but I guess that’s why they call it faith.
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