Remembered one of the heros of the faith once said when he was fading away, "Never give up. Never,never give up." And there. His much anticipated speech, where hundreds of others were holding out for a piece of wisdom was reduced to a mere 7 words. This race that I'm running is gruelling.More than gruelling, it's excruciating,draining and discouraging.While I'm at it,there dozens of roadblocks,hurdles and a detractor who comes at evey available chance, urging you to throw in the towel. "drop it man, it's not worth your time and life."
Sometimes,when the storms of life tries sweeping me off my feet,I look at the detractor and listen to what he has to say. I weigh it against the countless lessons and values I've learnt from the person who's urging me on in this race.Even if I'm dehydrated,worn out,crippled,I'll run.I'll keep running.I'll keep running in what I believe in.I'll keep running in what I believe in until I know it's time to take a rest.And when the rest comes knocking on my doors, that's when I know, I've fought the good fight and I've kept the faith.
It's been a difficult month for me.I'm struggling to run to the best of my ability,but still, I won't give up.I will fight on.
Post-note:And.....
that made me smile.and left me wondering quite a bit.
I wrote my heart down.
11:38 PM