No More…No More Living in the Past

I’m done.

Finished.

It’s over.

Seriously, no more.

From this point forward, things will be different. I refuse to live in the past. It’s something that I realized that I’ve done over the past three or four years is continually relive the past. Whether it was something that I said to someone, or how someone treated me, or what I forgot to do.

Enough!

This type of living has cost me a lot. If anything it has cost me to fully live in the moment of what lies ahead and what is before me. By continually looking at the past in the “oh, look at me,” I refuse to move forward from the mistakes that were made.

No more. I’m tired of that lifestyle. The past cannot be changed. The only thing that can be changed or influenced is how we look at today. So why continually live in the past and woe the past.

Well, I won’t. Not anymore. Call it growth. Call it maturity. Call it the joys of having time to rest and really reflect on the past six or seven years, but it’s time to look ahead.

What does that mean? How do I put this in a tangible form?

Well, for starters I do the things I should have been doing a long time ago. I will no longer make jokes about my past, especially a certain aspect of my past.

I will no longer punish myself for what I did in my past, but be thankful for the transformation that I’ve had in the past few years and where God has brought me.

I will learn from the past so that I will not make the same mistakes in the future.

The first step in this is a letter that I wrote this morning. It will not be sent to its sender, but in it are my own personal thoughts and reflections and the final time I will apologize or hold myself down for my past.

I’m moving on. I’m moving out. I’m ready to enjoy whatever comes forward for the first time in my life.

So, enjoy the day … or the 4 hours that’s left of it.