Life is unpredictable. We all know it. We’re constantly shifting from desire to desire, and if we look back at what we wanted to do five or ten years ago, we might laugh at ourselves, or we might be surprised.
Perhaps at age five, you thought about becoming a doctor. You smiled as you imagined wearing a stethoscope and checking vital signs. And now, as a banker, you say to yourself: I can’t believe I wanted to do that. I’m afraid of blood.
Maybe you are currently a writer of books, screenplays and essays, but you never thought you’d be one when you were younger. You figured you’d follow in the footsteps of your scientist parents. But then you read Hemingway, and you were deeply moved. You knew you had to be a writer.
Moments matter. They lead us to where we need to be.
And they often can lead us to God.
Not everyone receives a strong faith at birth and maintains it until death. Sometimes it can come later.