Wednesday, December 8, 2010

the right words.





"Everyone has to change or they expire.  Everybody has to leave, everybody has to leave home and come back so they can love it again for all new reasons.


I want to keep my soul fertile for the changes, so things keep getting born in me, so things keep dying when it is time for things to die.  I want to keep walking away from the person I was a moment ago, because a mind was made to figure things out, not read the same page recurrently....


It’s interesting how you sometimes have to leave home before you can ask difficult questions, how the questions never come up in the room you grew up in, in the town in which you were born. It’s funny how you can’t ask difficult questions in a familiar place, how you have to stand back a few feet and see things in a new way before you realize that nothing that is happening to you is normal."


~Through Painted Deserts by Donald Miller

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