old journals

I was reading through some old journals and writings of mine recently, and ran across something an acquaintance of mine, Jamie Tworkowski, once wrote. It occasionally crosses my mind; I'm glad I took the time to write it out when I first read it a couple years ago.

Don’t be like some broken lawyer, always asking for answers, always reaching for rewind. Guilt and regret, those are awful places. You know that. So don’t live there. Do not despair. Do not be afraid. Grace is the interesting thing.

And God must be a pretty big fan of “today”, because you keep waking up to it. You have made known your request for a hundred different yesterdays, but the sun keeps rising on this thing that has never been known. Yesterday is dead and over. Wrapped in grace. Those days are grace. You are still alive, and today is the most interesting day. Today is the best place to live.