I am running. I don't know what I am running from but I know what I am trying to run to. But it doesn't seem to come any nearer as the time passes. Rather it seems to be becoming more blurry and uncertain. I have stopped caring about the path I am running on or whether its right or wrong since I am so focused upon the destination of this whole race that sometimes I forget I am losing my energy and strength to carry on with this anymore. I don't care and I keep running.
Why? I just don't want to have any regrets in my life. I just don't to spend the rest of my life wondering what could have happened in my last stroke of strength have I had not stopped running? Would I have reached my beautiful destination?
I have long stopped weaving future for myself when I saw Him doing the impossible for me. I remember when I decided to run back in April, I knew I would not be able to carry it till today but God gave me strength. Maybe because I am running towards the right direction? Or is it because He wants to me to learn something by trying so hard and still not getting it?
Either way, I'll tell you what happened with me when i'll fall. If i'll fall.
Why? I just don't want to have any regrets in my life. I just don't to spend the rest of my life wondering what could have happened in my last stroke of strength have I had not stopped running? Would I have reached my beautiful destination?
I have long stopped weaving future for myself when I saw Him doing the impossible for me. I remember when I decided to run back in April, I knew I would not be able to carry it till today but God gave me strength. Maybe because I am running towards the right direction? Or is it because He wants to me to learn something by trying so hard and still not getting it?
Either way, I'll tell you what happened with me when i'll fall. If i'll fall.
