Driving through the desert, the sun setting behind us, I couldn’t help but look back.
Through my dirty window, on my iPhone, I captured this.
I started thinking about all of the quotes I’ve seen lately about not looking back. Twitter, Facebook and Pinterest seem to be circulating the same sayings, all about moving forward. While I understand the sentiment and the importance of not dwelling on the past, I think there can be something beautiful about looking back once in a while.
Life moves fast. Really fast. It’s easy to get caught up in our own little world and get wrapped up in the busyness of it all. Taking a moment to reflect, a moment to pause and remember where you’ve been and what you’ve been through shouldn’t be a bad thing.
When I look back I see beautiful moments. I see painful moments. I see perspective, blessings, and grace.
I’m not living in the past, but I’m thankful for it. I’m thankful for my story, grateful I’m not the same person I was ten years ago, or even yesterday. I’m stronger and more mature. I’m learning where true joy comes from and where it doesn’t.
Don’t dwell on the past, but don’t ignore it either. Take a moment and pause. See how far you’ve come.