One of the hardest concepts about God's involvement in my life is understanding why it takes so long for something to happen. Lately, I've been kind of taking stock of where I'm at on my journey and not so much questioning the "why" of things as much as questioning whether or not I'm headed in the right direction. Through a set of God's providences over the weekend, I am as sure as I can be. Over the last month or so, I've been presented with a set of circumstances and choices that almost mirror the same set of circumstances and choices that got me where I am today. At every opportunity, I've made the opposite choice of last time, expecting a different outcome. And in that, I kind of almost made the same mistake I did two years ago that got me in the mess in the first place. The details I won't share, but in general terms I was faced with something that upset me enough that I would have done an about-face. This time though, I held my ...