The implications of failure seem inevitable, being that I don’t know what I’m looking for. Prosperity could be staring me down but I don’t know if I would recognize it’s face. Is it possible that this life of poverty and isolation is all that I am suited for? I certainly hope that isn’t the case. The hardest part of it all is that tomorrow always comes but it often feels like yesterday. For me today is an eternity I can’t seem to escape.
Time has proven to be the greatest test of my faith. Having to endure the consequences of acting with conviction can truly weigh heavily on a persons will. To what lengths am I willing to go to achieve heaven, will I endure hell? That is to say, would I choose the truth if it’s price is my life and for how long?
Some would argue that my perception of this world is where my problems begin. Perhaps there is some truth to that, but the way in which one perceives things is directly related to their experiences. With that being said how could anyone be to blame for misunderstanding, if they are indeed incorrect in the first place?
I’m being asked to reject my mind and embrace the teachings of others. The only thing this world can not take from me it aims to persuade me to give away. Sometimes with the promise of comfort but often with the threat of pain. To be honest I’ve gone along with the manipulation on many occasions. The promises where never truly fulfilled and cowering from the thought of pain caused me to become disgusted with myself. Knowing what is right leaves only one reasonable course of action, behave accordingly.
For me that simply means remain as I am until this season passes.
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