Today was the first time I experienced crying while running, and im not talking crying because I was in pain. I was crying because I felt the weight of the world (my purpose) on my shoulders. I felt extreme compassion for the broken, wounded and the lost, for the hungry, homeless, and orphaned. I looked around at my surroundings; the wide open sky above me, and I broke. Thinking about all the people who walked away from God, because they felt He had turned His back on them. I wept. People who are now antagonistic because they have a hard time believing God is real, I know some, I felt completely overwhelmed.... Im here because im needed. My purpose is much bigger than me...my purpose is as big as my arms can reach and my heart can feel. I can began to change the world, simply by the compassion I feel and ability to love even those who some may deem unlovable.
Posted on: Fri, 06 Sep 2013 01:24:42 +0000
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