I think that I have fallen in love for the Georgian doors of Dublin. Maybe it’s because some where in my families past there is a story connected to Ireland, it’s a story I don’t know but one day hope to discover. The colors the doors have been painted, they are inspiring as if they have a sort of symbolism and connection to fate. Each of the doors holds a different story, from the color on the door to the archway above it.
I’m in the process of writing my own story. I am changing my fate.
I think that picture from Disney’s Brave sums it all up. Though that’s not the what Disney/Pixar was going for. I know that for myself, fate isn’t something I felt I could change. That though I could work at doing something better, I saw only one path for my life. It was only a couple of weeks ago when I truly embraced looking behind the other doors in my life. I don’t know if the door will be blue, yellow, red, green, or even pink!
For now I put trust in God’s plan and remind myself of:
Jeremiah 29:11 “For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.
I will put my hope in God, and know that with prayer I will find my fate.
Also: I’ve discovered the power of Facebook, when trying to prepare a meal I didn’t have a recipe to, a family member stepped up and told me how to cook Chicken Nilaga.