I was walking out of the gym this morning and saw a friend's car pull up to a near by stop sign. Richard. Mid-fifties. Long brown hair and a graying beard. Oily face. Sleepy glazed over eyes. Chubby face. in a gold 1992 Toyota Camry with tinted windows. I jogged over to his car as he rolled down the passenger side window. Josh: "Hey, Richard. How's it going?!" I said, putting my forearm against his car leaning over to see in the window. Richard: "Good Josh. Need a ride?" Josh: "No, I'm jogging home. Just got done with my morning work out." Josh: "How are things going?" Richard: "Oh, alright. Three days sober." Josh: "Richard, that's awesome. I love that. You know... we all have our struggles. That's great." Richard: "Yeah. Thanks." Josh: "You know, Richard. You are doing amazingly well. You're doing great. Think about it..." I said, leaning into the car window a little further. "...you've had so many years of drinking and..." Richard: "...yeah, wasted years..." Josh: "No, not wasted. It's okay. We've all been there. Just think. Decades of drinking... sure. But, you don't change over night, most of the time. You're doing great. Keep going. Keep trying. That's all that matters. You are doing wonderful." Richard smiled again. Then, we talked about where he was headed. And, he was soon on his way. I turned around and started jogging home. But, I thought about this moment, and how my heart was just about to burst out of my chest. I wanted Richard to know what the truth was, that he is doing so good. Compared to... ...himself. That's it. I thought of all of you, here, in this community as I ran home and others in my life. Trying. Working. Learning. Doing the best you can. That's it. Everyday, we just keep trying, and doing, hoping, and praying, and moving, and thinking, and being intentional, and forgiving ourselves. We just keep going. That's what I want you to know. Sure, we could be somewhere else, have other things, be going to different places or in different places, be a different and better person.