happy thanksgiving

Dang Jesus, why is it so hard to follow you? I feel like it's impossible to truly live like you did on this earth. I used to strive hard for it everyday, but now I'm losing traction. It doesn't help when I see the apathy slowly creeping into the hearts of those around me. I start to think, "if they're not doing it, why should I?"

But Lord, I thank you that you're still paving the way for me back home. I thank you that you're molding me every second even though I am filled with a mess of anger from circumstances and getting jacked. I am thankful that I still mean it with all my heart when I sing, "Where you lead me Lord, I will follow. Where you lead me Lord, I will go." It's so true Jesus! It's so true. This mile of the marathon is tiresome and lonely, but I'll keep running forward because I can't wait till I receive the prize. I can't wait till I see you.