Boldly. Bravely. With no regrets.

Critics tell me that my world isn’t the real world. Maybe not for them. But I know better. I am in the real world. Because it is my world. Belonging to me. I am the creator.  Too many people leave others to create their worlds. Acting as if they have no say.  That’s why their worlds have become living hells. I know better. God gave me special power to be the creator. I suspect he gave others the same opportunity. But they haven’t exercised it. Maybe out of timidity. Or fear. But I have forged ahead. Boldly. Bravely.  With no regrets. –Jim Broede