The first mile of my journey seemed bright and full of great hope. It felt like I was out to get my pot of gold from the end of a rainbow. I was full of live and there was bursting energy within. I had things going pretty good for me till there was a whirlwind and I lost my map. I had no direction, no focus and had no idea of where I was headed. I knew I was on the wrong track but I couldn’t go back because I didn’t know the road. I ran out of fuel, food and the will to be the best I ever could be. I saw other people’s failure and this made me think I would never make it. People wrote me off and tagged me “the girl that went off and will never make it”.
It was on this wrong track that I met somebody. He was on those tracks with me but he was on the right road. He was in the same place as losers but he was a winner. A true friend, a help, a companion, a buddy. Even though I was not worthy, he let me call him Jesus and although he was way out of my league, he was my friend and loved me like no other person has. He fed me, bathed me, fueled my car and gave me a new map to help me get back on track. Right there and then, we made a pact to be in each other’s life forever. He told me to keep strong and keep pushing and he also invited me to share in his eternal glory at the end of my journey.
So with the wind in my hair, the sun on my cheeks, and my pocketful of sunshine, I smiled to myself and carried on my journey with renewed great confidence, a boost of courage and energy because I know that Jesus, the best buddy ever, is right there with me and I am filled with great joy that a good end is guaranteed for me in Jesus’s glory.
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