But something happened. Things shifted. Passion was exchanged for performance. Spiritual disciplines faded. And here’s the thing—nobody announces when they’re fading! Nobody posts on Instagram: “Hey, my fire is dying, just thought you should know.”
You know that moment when you realize even your tears have given up? When the shower water mingles with what’s left of your weeping, and you can’t tell which is which anymore? Yeah, that kind of broken.
Have you ever noticed how one little word can chain your dreams to the ground? It’s a word we’ve all used – perhaps too often. “Can’t.”