People are throwing rocks, others are begging, others are yelling and making noise. I pass by some very familiar faces, but they’re quiet, they’ve remain silent until I start picking up speed, then I hear them again. When I get a taste of cheers and pick up a few fans, the rocks, the beggars, the noise makers, and silencers all begin another attempt to slow me down.
I fell and sprained my knee. I forget that I’m clumsy. I stopped, but still keep going fast, still keep fighting the bear. Everyday is a new adventure. The knee is feeling a whole lot better, so now they’re in trouble. Lent season will begin, and I will go and hide into the dessert or by the sea, so I’m not really hiding, they know where I’ll be. I’m here! I call them out. They hit me with their best shot and I hit back. Hate is not greater than love, hate cannot conquer, love conquers all my friends! I move forward. They desperately want to be seen and heard, I look the other way. I continue the path. They made fun of me, but yet I continue the path. They doubt me, and I still continue the path.
Another shooting, more illnesses, more messages from unknown numbers, the world is a becoming a horror movie. Meanwhile, I sit in my mess after a cold shower and drink some tea. The Lord lives in me! It’s been Him all along. I’m just an instrument. When I get called to a deeper and more profound love, I’ll still be His instrument. When I’m running through the Valley of the Shadow of Death, He is there, and along with all the angels and saints, it’s been all Him. He gives me the strength and the endurance during the race, so that by His grace I may earn the prize, not gold. Meanwhile another tragedy, people are getting hurt, and dying inside. I’m leaving town again, I’m never home on the weekends. These are the worst of times, these are the best of times.
It’s time to lace them up again..The path must continue. Only this time, I’m stronger. Something tells me, that they’ll test my new strength. It’s gonna be ugly before it gets lovely. I’m headed down a new road. It’s hideous. I must go. That’s the road less travelled, that’s where I’m being directed. I have allies. More and more are coming. Wait, I didn’t expect this. I’m used to fighting on my own. This is like the Advengers. This is squad goals. Young bloodz willing to fight with me and for me? I didn’t expect this. I’m going to wake up from this dream soon. Maybe that’s when I’ll stop my run. When I do, I’ll smell the pancakes, and the coffee.
