Sunday, August 3, 2008

Of hope

toothpaste for dinner

As the days pass by, a sense of fear envelopes me. A huge responsibility attached to a huge reward at the end of it all. Can't remember who said 'With great authority comes great responsibility' - the sucka was right.

It's probably the novelty. The anxiety to take that big step for myself. The discomfort associated with getting out of the comfort zone. The exhaustion of having to do it all alone.

Each step of the way, He will be my companion. I know He will see me successful through these hoops. Each obstacle is just a thorn in the path - some more painful than the others. But I am made for the furnace. For someone whose life has been shaped by extreme discipline and smothered with success, this will be another examination. It will not be easy, but I will fight.

With God on my side, who am I afraid of?