“No Regrets, just lessons. Life is too short.”
Well, I agree that life is too short, I see that everyday when I look at my son and see how much he has grown and wonder where the time has gone.
The 'no regrets' part? No one I have ever met has said they have no regrets at all, except my Dad. He says he walked through every door the Lord opened and looks back on his 96 ½ years and honestly can see nothing he would change or could have done better.
I wish I could say that. There are so many things I wish I'd done differently, made better choices, been less afraid, been more loving, more courageous, less lazy.
I believe every single thing we experience can be a lesson.
Not the kind of lesson where we sit and listen to the teacher and take notes and have tests.
Not the kind of lesson where we listen and maybe daydream a little during the talk, smiling and agreeing that is a good point and then go home and forget what we heard.
Not a 'lesson' I learned in Sunday School or Bible college.
These are the kinds of lessons where the rubber meets the road, where I learn to walk out what I say I believe in the real moments of my life.
The places where faith becomes real.
The places I become real.