A Sweet Bedtime Story

So, I've been really busy, and thinking about what my next blog post should entail. There's lots I could tell about my life right now, including stories about my wonderful girlfriend, my stoic mother, my lost contacts, my meanderings with BYU financial aid, my experience in data analytics, SAP implementations, and plenty of other things. But instead, a short story.

A man once thought that things couldn't get better. He believed that he'd reached all that he could. He couldn't stand anymore. He couldn't stand the thought of trying again -- of attempting to make something work yet again. He had struggled through many a relationship, trying to find something, anything, that could potentially make the whole thing worthwhile.

In all his travellings, he had met many people, learned many things, and experienced many a heartache. But that's the beauty of the design of this life: you never know what's coming next. Proddings, pressings, and designs from the people that love him the most finally placed him in the right place at the right time. It may have not been the first attempt, however, it was the real attempt.

And life became more or less a fairy tale. Things fell into place. Things made sense. Suddenly, life came into a sharp focus. Everything that had been experienced made sense. Life, love, happiness -- it all the sudden became one large round where everything that had happened came together and brought happiness to his heart. And he knew that it was all worthwhile and that he would never have to search again.

Fear not -- for He knows and He is planning. Press forward, because soon all will make sense.