Of Shoes and Dreams

After two years I am walking the same road wearing the same boots and sweaters. Still struggling. Nothing much have changed. What happened in between? I have inched  closer to my dream, and what I would count as prizes are the people I met during these two years and the invaluable experiences I got.

The preacher said that the way to begin dreaming is to ask yourself what you would do if you were guaranteed success in anything you choose to undertake. That minuses fear and all impediments of the mind. I asked myself that question a long time ago and I had made my choice. I risked all comforts, closed all doors, and just walked towards it. This was it for me, and it still is.

It's a long overhaul. I am being refined, redefined, tested, taught, and stretched. Not always pleasant but I am privileged to be going through these. A chance to pursue your dreams! How precious! I am thankful for the way things are, for I know my Father is in control.

There was a time I couldn't bring myself to run this race though I knew for sure the prize at the end was all that I wanted in an aspect of my life. That made me realize that even for making myself do what I need and even want to do, I need the strength of God. Of all the battles I fight, the one with my own self is the hardest. I can be my enemy too!

And the battles rage on. I hope that next year I won't have to wear my old boots; not because I have new ones but because I won't be walking the same road again, for I will be in that place I risked everything for...and that place calls for sophisticated high heels!