I once saw a cartoon (Dilbert, I think it was) where the punch line was: “There’s a word for what happens to people like you: nothing.”
When I first read it I thought, God, don’t ever let me become one of those people.
Now I think maybe I am.
I have a mortgage, a husband, a kid and a job. I live in the suburbs–and I love it.
The little life dramas are enough for me. Besides, I have a bigger purpose in my life other than what I own, drive or wear.
That’s the best thing about this spirituality thing; no matter how boring you are, you are part of the most exciting story on earth.
(And even if it all turns out to be a hoax, hey–I’m still a good conversationalist.)
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