Yesterday, during the early morning walk with my dog, I noticed that my hands were feeling a bit raw from the low temperature. I wished I had worn gloves. Then, I looked on the ground and noticed frost....ON MAY 8TH! It seemed like Winter was making one last stand before the green and growth of Spring takes over.
How often are our lives in a similar position? We have all likely used the phase "I was hanging on for dear life". However, all of us have likely been in situations where the phase "I was hanging on for dear death" is more appropriate. We cling to things with which we are familiar and comfortable - even when we know that leaving the a safe nest will lead to growth and wonderful experiences. This applies to relationships and vocations. In such situations, we don't fear failure, we fear success.
Sometimes, it takes courage to let go of Winter so that Spring can arrive.
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