Ideas on whats to come..... |
The shotgun is held up high against the clear blue sky, POP! My race begins, its time to push my hardest. I strive to go all the way As I think of my daily training It was thorough It was rough But it taught me to push my hardest I reach an obstacle It's harsh, but I pull through The next is even harder I yell, I scream, "Lord help me to push my hardest!" I attempt to keep my pace... I watch as my oppenents pass I cry out for unseen help Because I lack to push my hardest. Parts of my race are amazing Parts of my race are horrible Throughout my race I fought I labored I dreamed I hoped I prayed I'd push my hardest This race This battle, is truely my life The obstacles are my strife And whenever I long to give up It seems life reaches it's hardest. I speed through life and see All that I can and should do All that I can and should be If I would realize a goal won If I could reach my Ultimate Finish Now my unseen help Comes to me To provide Faith and Strength He produces a "Life Verse" Reminds me of 2nd Timothy 4:7 and 8 I run the course again As my body reaches it's end I think back to the beginning, I realize I always pushed my hardest My life, My race, go on strong And because of the Judge, Faith I have won And there He waits for me; My Lord with my prize; I advance; He awaits my Ultimate Finish With a gleaming crown of righteousness. |