So yesterday I got some shocking news from a colleague. OK, maybe I hadn’t expected it this soon but always knew it would eventually happen. Me being the all shitty and frustrated yesterday couldn’t cope with the news to the point of depression. I literally slept like a baby so that I didn’t have to think or worry about the known unknown.
Waking up today, still shitty and hitting the snooze button of my alarm like crazy I came to the realisation we have no control of the unknown. All we have is faith. Faith that God will see us through and create a path of success towards the unknown.
One thing though, I am not strong on faith or belief or religion. Somehow though I found this renewed strength in me to wake up, pray and face the day. I don’t know how but I just did.
I guess we all have an inner strength that works in us for the best. Not sure how to call it though. All I know is, lately I am fighting a battle with myself. A battle to understand my purpose for beinga. The only way to win this battle is with positive attitude, affirmations and faith.