.: walking the long road :.

At this stage in the game, one has the propensity to start wondering if he or she started down the right course, one that is fitting for what they are gifted to do and passionate about. There are activities in life that feel like a sprint, and these things are over before they begin. They come, they take place, and we move on. But in those matters that feel more like a marathon, some of us runners start wondering if we are even running the right direction. When does it become more practical to finish the race before you, rather than slowing down short of the end and begin preparing for the race that is indeed right for you? There certainly have been plenty of people cheering on from the sidelines... but do they even have the ability to know if you are in over your head or not? No one knows us better than we know ourselves, outside of our Creator. But I sense that some of my deepest curiosity, matched with some of my fears and concerns, has been trying to get the best of me recently. And I am wrestling with the essence of what I began so long ago. Nevertheless, I find myself developing questions so that I might probe these apprehensions for their roots. Do most people really enjoy what they do from sunrise to sunset, or is it simply to fund their weekends? But then again, do I really want what the average laborer has grown to be satisfied with? This could not come at a worse time, and I begin to see the end, having had the terrain change midcourse. The best thing is to do what it requires to keep myself from being thrown off so close to this completion. But I wonder if some of the slightest mistaken realities and well-meaning companions have caused me to be miles from where I would find a much richer destination. Oh, to rediscover what started me off down this path, and to embrace once again my design and destiny!