Raking Leaves

Don't let anyone look down on you because you are young, but set an example for the believers in speech, in life, in love, in faith and in purity. 1 Timothy 4:12.

Man, the last four years of my life has blown by like a pile of leaves. I feel as if during high school I raked up all my credentials, my dreams, and beliefs only to have them blown away by a few dumb decisions. The only things that still stand are a few good friends I have made and a few laughs. But the majority of endeavors I have made have been short-lived fantasies. All for the most part vain and lackadaisical.

But here I am once again, with rake in hand, re-gathering what I swept so long ago, relearning to love. I have a few more scars on my face and in my heart, but once I was through jumping through that pile of leaves I discovered a purpose. I am a raker... I am a servant. Ok, for now, a pretty lousy servant, but what a patient heavenly father I serve, and what a large yard of leaves.