This is my race.
It is more than waiting for something to spark motivation.
It is more than completing a marathon in first place.
It is more than the color of my skin or the languages I speak.
It is not just expecting steps to make a path so I get credit.
It is a future being built.
It is building a purposeful perspective to glorify the Lord.
It is the reason for my life, my breath, my actions, my words.
This is my choice and it is my race to complete.
I am ready to terminate the fear that I will never make a difference.
It has rubbed against me for too long.
I have decided that I can be a change in this world.
I have to adjust my mind to a place where I believe in myself.
Getting rid of the old ways where I had no confidence.
I am evaluating my calling to better understand the purpose of this life.
I have decided to branch out away from the group in order to find out who I really am in Christ.
I am made for more than sticking to normality, Facebook statuses, and Twitter updates.
This is my real life, my race.
This will help me realize that all of Him is what brings out the best in me.
I can take this fact, what I have learned from my journey so far, and share it for others to discover, too.
I am glad that losing myself, my meaning, is over.
I have been dreaming and waiting for too long; I am ready to do.
There are too many people waiting and dreaming about the right moment, time, place, feelings.
That might not ever come.
I am ready to do what this race requires me to do.
I am ready to spread this love so deep that keeps me wanting more.
He gave his life to keep us breathing, His book to keep us believing, to long for more of Him to be seen in me.
Longing to see more of Him in others.
I am ready.
This is my race.