All The Time
So much to say, so much to do
So many dreams so many desires
In prayer, in petition
In humility, in patience,
Take a step and start walking out into your destiny
The path has been prepared for you,
The path is right before you,
What to fight, what to pray?
Where to go, what to do?
Do you hate your life enough to lose it?
Do you love your life enough to find it?
Cliff Jumping
I stand on the edge of a cliff. Wind is blowing through my hair; the sun is kissing my face. There is a fire of excitement burning in my eyes. I prepare to jump, looking back only for a moment, wondering how different my life will be after I do this thing. I stop and wonder what my family will say? My friends? My enemies? I turn back to the cliff, now questioning what I want, what I know, what I believe.
When I think I am strong, I am so weak. When I think I am weak I am so strong. My strength is not mine. My love is not my own. I am not my own. I was not created to be ruled by my emotions and let them dictate everything that I do in life. I want to
know the truth and not just feel a certain way about things. I don't want to feel like that is wrong, or this is wrong, but I want to know. I want to know the truth and not let it be threatened by what I feel. Still, knowledge can only go so far. I was not created to know all. I don't want to just
know
truth, I want to believe in it so strongly that I am willing to die for it. I want to stand strong and not be afraid. I never want to look back in hesitation. So what do I have? Faith, hope and love. The greatest is love and out of God's love I draw all my strength. I am who I am only because He is who He says He is. What can we do? We are all weak. The only reasonable thing to do is accept His love and then respond to it. Let it change you. Draw your strength from Him; rely on Him, lean on Him, allow yourself to be completely dependent on Him. He is my only hope, my only life, my only reason for being. If He were not, neither would I be.
Where to live ? Where to die?
Living to die,
Dying to live,
Nothing is truly worth living for if it's not worth dying for.
Everyone dies, but few people actually live
(For clarity, I'm not just talking about physical death)
