Change

In his musings on Christianity (and the disparate lives of its purported Christians) Leo Tolstoy writes:
Blame me — I do that myself — but blame me, and not the path I tread and show to those who ask me where, in my opinion, the road lies! If I know the road home, and go along it drunk, staggering from side to side — does that make the road along which I go a wrong one?


This spoke to me today was I was blog-stalking.
I have such a long way to go in my walk, as we discussed last night (Jon, Chad, Tammie, and I). I know where I'm lacking the most, but getting to the point of change just seem so hard and uncomfortable! Isn't it enough to be self-aware without giving up control? I know the answer to that question. And I also know that "control" is really an illusion. And I know that I need to stop talking and start acting.

But how about starting tomorrow?