Amusement Park...

^ This will be her last time on this ride ^

Standing in line for what seems like forever, it's finally my turn to hop on board. My heart rate begins to rise, as my emotions change from impatience to excitement. I'm ready to roll, my hands already reaching towards the sky, suspending all thoughts of fear, for the feeling that I hope is near is a thrill.

There's only thing ruining my euphoric high right now, and that's my best friend. I had to drag him into this line. He's not really into amusement parks. In fact, I wonder if he's let his fear of heights get to him. When we got on the ride, he immediately held onto the bar and closed his eyes. And we haven't even got moving yet...guess I won't ask him to ride it again...

I decided to write about this because I kinda hit a rough patch in life lately. Actually, been hitting these patches quite often, and I don't want them to be a staple of my day-to-day. Going through the motions, doing the same things, getting the same results, all adding up to not making any forward progress. I'm a grown man now, and I can't afford to stay still. There's too much I am purposed to put into motion in this world, and it seems like fear is making me cling to safety, not ride this coaster like you saw above, rather than reach and fight for my destiny.

I need to get in line before this amusement park called 'Life' closes. I need not waste my cost of admission (purpose). God could have invested it elsewhere, but I was chosen for this ride. Might as well raise my hands and expect a thrill...just a thought...