Babies cry when matches are pried from their chubby little fingers. Well, I’m sometimes that baby. I’ve learned that sometimes a path that I think is great is really a dead-end or one that would take me straight off a cliff, and like the baby, I have cried when that door slams in my face.
It’s not always easy as we can often be very sure of what we think we need to make us happy, but I’ve learned to trust that if a door is locked tight, let it stay locked, for there is a more beautiful door awaiting me. I still might cry or think I’ve lost out on something for a minute, but I’ve forced things too many times and have gone off too many cliffs to believe this.
A lock is never barring us from something that we really need for true happiness. There is always a more beautiful door, but it makes it harder to see it when we keep insisting that the locked door is the right door.
Princess Sassy Pants & Co.™ 
Took me years to figure out to stopping forcing locks and just wait for my door. This lovely picture sums it up so perfect. Thank you
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So very true.The Lord knows what is best for us and we just have to trust him.In my own life I am having to do this right now. Sometimes l don’t understand why but l am trusting for Gods timing and knowing that He loves me, he knows what is best.Thank you for the words and beautiful painting.🙏🏻✝️😃
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Great message!❤️
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Very elegant and great message. Thank you! – TLW
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