Once upon a time, filled with youthful enthusiasm and naiveté, I believed that one day I would finally get life right ... that my life would be fully on target ... that I would be the person God intended me to be.
There is nothing like adulthood to take care of youthful enthusiasm and naiveté. My life is not always on target. In fact, there are days when I can’t even see the target. As for being the person God intended me to be, this too, according to the standards of the young man I once was, eludes me.