It’s hard when you’re sliding to understand that life indeed has a plan.

When you’re sliding…

Sideways feels backwards.

Solitude feels like imprisonment.

Difficulties seem magnified.

Critics’ amplified voices bounce around in your skull.

Ambitions rage and then ebb.

Feelings of ambivalence and desire to ‘give up’, and ‘give in’, swell.

Others’ successes reduce you to instant tears.

Sliding is a real thing.

Sliding is a feeling that sinks many souls.


Sliding only lasts for a season.

God and his care find all reasonable and capable folk.

Stay strong.

Find buoyancy.

Make tiny steps on this day.

Work towards tiny outcomes on this day.

Ships right.

Sails furl.

Dreams empower.

Travel Far