How is it that whenever it comes to this point, most of the
times I tend to want to give up?
It is at the moment when I’m just inches away to my goal,
when it hits me that the going is really tough and all I’m hanging by is just a
piece of thread.
Barely there, but then if I give up, everything would be
lost.
Whatever I had done, the sweat, tears and time I had put in,
just gone in the instant that I give up.
I’m sure everyone else feels the same way, like giving up
when we are almost there.
To me, I think the start of the journey always seems
uncertain.
Too hazy, and we can’t find our path to get on. But after
some mentoring from others, we finally get onto the path that we think are
right.
Then on, the journey goes on, and everything seems to be
going smoothly.
But soon, more hiccups come along the way and we stumble.
All of us fall, grabbing on to others for support.
Every man for himself, that’s what they say when you are out
there in this crazy world.
But we can’t follow these words; these words cause us to
divide even more.
Separating what is already in parallel worlds, not point of
connection.
The need to hang in there, tightly onto the tiny piece of
thread, the hope that it holds.
I can do all this through Him who gives me strength. – Philippians
4:13