Sometimes the stresses and whirl of hustling and bustling in life gets us all worked up and we find that we soon forget who we are and what we once held dear. And all that becomes of us are worry and fear, worries about what to do next, when the next deadlines are, whether or not we will pull our caps further down the shithole this semester. While not to say that such notions are unimportant or wrong in any sense, we shouldn't let it blind us such that we forget in the whirl and let our emotions take us over. For is it not only those who would die for us that will dare to to come close enough, into our range of fire.
Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life? (Matt 6:25-27)
For as surely as macdonalds will refuse to sell me hotcakes now at 5:13 pm, God will make a way and the ones who care will still be there with their helmets on, pushing us forward every step of the weary way.
ONWARD MARCH! Milo peng okay? :)
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