Friction

Each step gained weight as the path became both steeper and more jagged. The next resting point is absurdly out of reach if it even exists at all. I wish I could give up, but I have one problem with that... I've never felt so free.

All this friction is more intense than I had imagined... It can so easily consume me. However, it only takes a moment to get my eyes off it, and then I can clearly see the reality of my situation... which is nothing short of the manifestation of my prayers. Moving forwards can take up every bit of my strength... but after every step, I can look back and clearly see your fingerprints left on my back. Your grace is amazing... the end so much more valuable than the cost... even though it costs everything.

Thank you like hearted people for valuing the beauty of humanity and the calling on your lives.