My Father
There are a few people who secretly despise me. Why? I really don’t know. They have their own “twisted” reasons, which I am of no interest of digging. Life has been so good to me, not without its trials of course. Let’s just put it this way: A huge boulder of rock comes, but almost after a few moments of struggle, my Father comes to my aid. Then a wave of jubilation comes, and my Father never fails to throw a terrific party. Wow! Totally amazing, isn’t it? The bottom line is pretty simple. Life will always have its crest and trough; how you react to every change is what spells the difference. Would you remain standing tall when the best thing to do is to bow down? Or would you be a wooden canoe that floats along the current of water, but nevertheless serving its purpose? Your life now is yours. Mold it, live it well, but never allow a single day of living it without our Father. Trust that He will give you a heavenly blast.