staying between the lines
When I was little, i used to stare out the window while my mom drove me to school, and i couldn't figure out how she kept the car in the lines.
I remember thinking I'd never be able to do that.
That memory is so clear in my mind, i keep thinking about that little girl who never thought she'd stay in the lines, who prayed to wake up looking like Barbie, who loved Dirty Dancing...I think about myself back then and I never thought my life would be this way.
Looking back, however hard some times may have been, I couldn't have planned it any better. So I don't know why I try to map life out. God already knows the road I should take, and I am positive that what he has for me is a million times bigger than anything I could dream up.
So I quit.
I can learn as I go.
I've finally mastered that whole staying between the lines thing.
I just need to know which direction to turn next.
I remember thinking I'd never be able to do that.
That memory is so clear in my mind, i keep thinking about that little girl who never thought she'd stay in the lines, who prayed to wake up looking like Barbie, who loved Dirty Dancing...I think about myself back then and I never thought my life would be this way.
Looking back, however hard some times may have been, I couldn't have planned it any better. So I don't know why I try to map life out. God already knows the road I should take, and I am positive that what he has for me is a million times bigger than anything I could dream up.
So I quit.
I can learn as I go.
I've finally mastered that whole staying between the lines thing.
I just need to know which direction to turn next.