I almost wrote this blog was the end of the journey but couldn't or didn't do it. Maybe tomorrow. It seems the farther I slide down the hill on the will to go on, the more I seem to bounce back with more effort and planning. This could be a gift from God and an indication that I should go on. But then again, it could be just my stubborn pride not letting me let go and do the best thing. Right now, I don't know which it is and I am just going to go on; one more day, maybe one more week.
Then again, isn't this fun, riding against the wind. How can I fail? No one expects an old creeper to do this. The worst that can be is that I have had a good wrestling match and stretch myself to go farther than I thought I might. The other option is I could have better used that time watching the news, getting angry and experiencing various ways to feel really depressed and fearful.
So I go on until I get the clear sound from God to quit, I 'll just follow the trumpet sound to charge on with my training. Thank you God however this turns out, it has been a great experience.
