I do not want to talk about this photo, but it’s important.
Or at least, the experience that transpired moments after I took the photo.
But it’s embarrassing – and worse, limiting.
I’m not inclined to limit my life. If God wants to limit me, so be it, but when I do it to myself, it’s unacceptable and downright idiotic…sinful, even.
Who am I to put myself in a position where I cannot enjoy the life He gave me to its fullest?
Who am I to place limitations on what I can do so that it robs me of momentary delights but worse, could steal His glory if I continue down this path?
Who am I to apply any allowance for my pride so that I withhold the truth?