It is more than refreshing to reflect on how life has been these past 6 months. In times where I thought I was a failure, a loner, a spiteful companion, I have been overwhelmed with the foundational love and grace of Christ. It has been a miracle for my heart to find peace and yet, I have more than peace. I have found meaning and purpose. To wake up each day and know that I have purpose is one of the greatest gift any man can ever want. I've been given this season of seemingly ample time (and even "boredom") to see that there is a purpose and a plan of action to be had. 6 months really doesn't seem like a long time, yet it has felt like an eternity. I have had some pretty terrible days where my emotions would run well overboard. But through it all, there has been a definitive "you are in good hands" feeling with a God who can't help but pursue me. In His everlasting desire to be long for and glorified, He has blessed me with His pursuit. It is undeserving, but very appreciated. I can only hope to replicate that pursue one day for those God has willed in my life. I have never been more excited for the future. I have never been more amped up to be a man of my words. I have never been ready to fight the good fight and run the race with passion and discipline.
Stride for stride. The finish line is far from sight. Never lose hope. Press onward for the prize. In the words of my middle school football team motto: "Think like a champion. Live like a champion. Look like a champion. Be like a champion."
