Through my late thirties, I struggled with discerning the difference between the good things (opportunities and decisions in my life that were perfectly honorable – even admirable), and the God things (those decisions that were integral to the progression of the fulfillment of my life’s mission). This weekend marks one of those crossroads. I had an event I wanted to go to, even planned to go to months in advance, but something in my spirit kept making me open to the possibility of not attending. Both paths (the one I considered and the one I chose) had issues and sacrifices involved and neither was easy, but one ended in peace (peace in my mind, peace in my spirit) and one of them did not. In the past I would have let the greater good be my determining factor, but sometimes, peace is the greater good.