Another December is here!
As 2015 wraps up, I thankfully reflect the past year and all that has transpired between my adventurous self and life. I marvel more about the internal changes that have occured to me than the external situations.
On January first of this year, I had uncompleted tasks on my plate. Many seemed insurmountable and that worried me. But slowly and trustfully, I charged towards my lions like a Clifford, fighting for death or glory.
For all the risks taken, exams written, decisions made, I realize that it isn’t about guts, experience or talent, but about trusting the Prince of Peace in the storm and taking a dive at the cliff of opportunity.
Yes! And Life isn’t pointless, as some might think we happened from an accidental planetary glitch.
My Life is planned. And I have purpose. At least, I know that I do. So I can go my way, against the mediocre norm.
Life is either a daring adventure, or nothing. I choose the former, which begins at the end of my comfort zone.
For all my near misses, I’m willing to try again, with guided discretion, for my faults are not fatal; my failures, not final.
I have a long journey ahead of me, one with zero visible assurances, save a hope and a promise. I will tread the trail, following my heart and my guide, till I get to the land of Destiny.
Thunder may clap and lightning may strike but I know that the hardships are preparing ordinary me for an extraordinary destiny.
As I look onto 2016 and beyond, my heart whispers solemnly and assuredly, “It’s worth it,”