Facing the Giants
Prayer overcomes all. Everybody has giants to face at one point in their life. Those seemingly impossible obstacles put in front of us by God himself,(but its the devil we curse, to test our resolve in our faith. At that moment we feel the weakest, it is at that moment in time God is waiting for us to turn to Him. I have gone through enough in life to know that these are just the "papansin" of God. Sometimes, we veer too far away from the life He wants us to live and these "Giants" He puts in our way are just roadblocks designed to make us reassess the direction we are taking and maybe convince us to make a U-turn. Those "Giants" could also be precursors of things to come. May be warm-ups to prepare for the bigger challenge ahead. In any case, I guess my point is that God has a plan. Now, how we choose to execute this entirely up to us. The road we take, the fights we pick, and the decisions we make are all our choice. God gave us the freedom to make mistakes. If we weren't capable of making mistakes then, everybody would be right. If you could just imagine what that would entail. It would be like the lower house fighting for a bigger piece of that pork barrel. What kind of world would that be? Mistakes are what make us human. Thats how some people learn. I've made far too many for me not to learn a thing or two by now. I wish it didn't have to be that way, but that's life. It wouldn't be the roller-coaster ride that it is if I had done otherwise. "Maybe things would have turned out different if I did this, if I did that" if if if.. So not the way I think anymore. The key is planning. Looking at all the possible outcomes, angles, and scenarios you could be facing with your next "giant" will be your weapon. The mind is a terrible thing to waste. I learned to live without regrets. Having them would be unprofessional as M said to Bond as he walked away without killing Vesper's lover. God will not do everything for you. He will HELP do everything for you. God cannot help he who cannot help himself. That coach wanted a miracle, and he got it because he worked his ass of for it.
Moral of the story:
Never give up.
Even after the last whistle has been blown for it is God who is holding the final scorecards.
PEACE!;)
