Tight Spaces.

The last few years I have felt my personal space shrink smaller and smaller. I went form my own small apartment to a room to call my own to only a car to call my own. Life got smaller and smaller, but I grew even in the small space. I learned how attached we as humans get to objects and learned how to let go. I learned how to go from a quiet home to sharing houses with many different people. I learned how precious peace and quiet becomes when you normally live in noise. And I learned a lot about myself. I learned I am far from mature in patience. I learned I have far to go in the loving the hard to love people that come into my life. God doesn't have to shout out the areas I need to grow in, He simply shows them to me with a gentle glance. So, I have a long ways to go but life is good because I continue to grow and Jesus never leaves me.