“The paralysis of refusing to act leaves a man exactly where he was before; when once he acts, he is never the same.” Oswald Chambers
This is a bit daunting to think about too much, but I think Chambers has it right. Each act changes me – and the collection of those acts changes me significantly. There are those big ACTS, of course, life events that clearly put me on a different path. Then there are those acts I think of as significant that (seemingly) aren’t. But here I am talking about the small acts, the, lower case, seemingly insignificant decisions that, individually, didn’t seem to amount to much. Yet somehow, as the cumulative effect of them piles up, I look back and see that they resulted in getting me from then to now along a path I could not have imagined — and likely would not have taken had I imagined it.
I am not sure if I should call that “dumb luck” or “grace” or what, but I have figured out that whatever I call it, I had help.
It occurs to me... 