In Transit...

When one is capable of greatness, why is it so hard to obtain it? Why does it seem that the closer I get to it, the further I "appear" to be away from it? How can I ever live the life of my dreams when struggle is all that I know? Why would anybody want to associate themselves with someone like me when all of my success and achievements are coming, but apparently no time soon? Why does it hurt so bad when I "see" people who didn't have to battle for survival in life like I did, living that very dream life that I so covet? Why does it hurt when I struggle to give gifts of appreciation to the people that matter the most to me? Why is it so hard to feel comfortable in my own skin? Why? Tell me why? Since I heard that big girls don't cry, then neither should big boys, but it hurts so bad. Why do I get scared when I think that maybe, just maybe, my dreams will explode and disintegrate like a mistimed space shuttle launch? Why does it seem Mrs. Right's standards will never be inclusive of me? Why? Why does it seem like my friends and family are worse enemies than my foes? Is this just all a nightmare or a trick to confuse God's promise to me?

Father, You said that greater is You that is in me than he that is in this world! Father, You said that if You be for me, who can be against me! Father, You said that no weapon formed against me will prosper! Father, You said that when the enemy came in like a flood, that You would raise a standard up against it! Father, You said that You would withhold no good thing from me! Father, You said that You sent your only begotten Son to this world so I would have life more abundantly! Father, You said that I should patiently wait on You! Father, You and only You can ever be my Source! The Lord is my shepard, I shall not want! The Lord is my salvation, whom shall I fear?

Father, I apologize for my reckless thinking. Father, I apologize for all of the times that I doubted You and Your provision for me. Father, please forgive me for the times when You showed me the way through and I got scared and stopped. Thank You, Father because I'm merely in transit, but I'm still on the right path!

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