Sometimes, i wonder why these things happen to me. Why everyday feels like i have to climb over higher mountains and jump into deeper tunnels and run to the end before the sun falls and i lose my strength. These questions fall into my lap, new ones everyday surface my mind. And here i am, again, like countless times before..with no answer to the questions, the challenge that always unfolds. Its not like a movie that you can almost predict the ending, no. Fear is like a monster breathing down my neck. Its the giant that God told me about in the summer. I keep on putting it away in my closet, and just now, im forced to swallow my cowardly instinct and drink in admittance of its existence. But this time is a whole lot different- Im looking to God for strength, instead of hiding what i dont want to face for a later date.