I felt the raindrops pattering on my head. And I felt my insides turn over. The endless stream continued its course down my cheeks. The thunder shook me up. I was terrified. The rain woke me up. My head refused to think straight. And the rest of me just didn’t listen to my commands.

Outwardly, I was amiable.
Inwardly, I was wrecked.

I ran terribly. Nothing went right during the run. I started off with a stitch. Continued with a stomachache. And began wheezing in the middle of the run. And lost all will to carry on. The cheers and encouragement along the way never fail to bring a smile to my face. Even when it hurts.

The rest of the day remains a blur. I remember laughing a lot. I remember talking a lot. I remember smiling a lot.

All that remains now are my burning eyes, my drenched jacket, my cranky mood and nothingness.

I can blame no one for this.

But alas!
God is good. God is awesome. God is Love.
We stray, but He leads us back on track.
We falter, but He picks us back up.
We fail, but He loves us all the same.
We betray, but He remains ever faithful.
And right now, I can’t help but think, all this introspection has only proven that self-centredness leads to nothing. Focus on Him.