Hamster

It seems I have figured out a way to get my faith back. Events conspired to make it happen. There is no way I could get through this next month without faith.

I don't do "religion" but I have faith in a divine purpose and guidance in my life. How did I ever lose sight of that?

I have already had a better day as life took the opportunity yesterday to show me all those people who were in a worse situation than me. 3 customers visits resulted in a death in the family (sudden and very young), a runaway teenager who is in danger and a possible cancer sufferer who is at the least very ill. Walking back through my front door and the wonderful clarity of perspective arrived! My purpose is to help as many people as I can-and for that I first need to help myself.

I'll just do what I have always done and I will get through too. I know it to be the case now. Funny how yesterday seemed so doomed and today there is hope.

Tomorrow is another day. Another chance to build on what I have started today. I feel a rising sense of purpose now that has been absent for so long.It's like someone just handed me a map after wandering in the desert for what has actually been almost a year. In my head it may as well have been eternity.

Why do we have these moments of being so lost? Maybe to force ourselves to find it all again? Maybe to realise we are off course? Who knows...but I sure don't want to ever get lost again.