“I give up.”
Three tiny words.
One life-destroying attitude.
And talk about
Clipping your own wings.
The same is true
At work,
At home,
At church,
Wherever I find myself.
If I don’t do
What I know I should
I won’t fly.
That cloud hanging over my head…
Well, d’uh!
It’s only over my head
Because I haven’t spread my wings
And taken to the sky.
I know how.
I’ve known that for years.
And yet,
Here I sit,
Ground-tied in the muck.
(Horses that are ground-tied
Are not truly anchored
Where they stand;
They just think they are.)
So,
Note to self…
I will not give up.
I will not give up.
I WILL NOT GIVE UP!
Anyone, then, who knows the good he ought to do and doesn’t do it, sins (James 4:17, NIV).
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