I started the first few days of school with much joy and enthusiasm but as days passed and the first week turned into another week, my enthusiasm was replaced by worries. Questions about my future constantly filled my mind... again. Will I be able to get into a Polytechnic? Is it God's will? If it isn't, will I be able to let go of that dream of mine and let him lead and guide me in the path of His own will? I wanted definite answers for these questions but no one could give them to me. So, the second week ended with me feeling tired, drained and with the desire to just quit what i started.
On Sunday, Pastor Eugene preached a message about endurance. I knew there and then that God was assuring me not to give up. To P.U.S.H--Pray Until Something Happens-- and to finish the race. I still don't know what will happen in the future but i believe that God will open the right door. He works in his own perfect timing. I can't gurantee that i wont get worried but im going to cast all my cares and burdens upon Him. As long as i do my best, He will do the rest.
Living for the smile of my Prince
