If we've kept secrets about our bad choices hidden, is it too late to get them out and start healing?
How is it that we can sometimes have the most difficult time noticing when we are the one who is wrong?
When we - or loved ones - are sick, we think a lot about healing. What do we do after we are healed, though?
Sometimes, we have good things in mind to do, but we are setting about to take them on in the wrong order.
What is the most interesting and helpful topic that we could talk about in conversation?
What if our common ground upon which we can find peace with others is found in our weakness, not in our strengths?
Do we sometimes feel like we should be doing more, but are stuck in a situation where we can't support the Kingdom of God as much as we want?
We may know how to get well after an injury, but what do we do once we get better?
Sometimes, the problem is not that we don't know the correct answer, but that we don't want to say it.
Can sorrow or pain lead to something better? I certainly hope so!
Both failures and great accomplishments in our past can keep us from moving forward and doing important things in the future.
It's fun to be in the front row, but sometimes we need to see who is behind us - someone that might need a little help.
Sometimes, we need to look at others' lives from a different angle (and let them do the same in return) to find - and fix - the hidden fractures.
Are we investing in an abundant life in the way that God intended, or are we just entertaining and distracting ourselves until the inevitable occurs?
I don't know how you feel, but I know Someone who does.