So many things are happening in my life right now. I'd compare it to being sent to Iraq or some other war torn country without any ammunition. Every single day since last Sunday, I've been bombarded with issues that demand solutions. Some plans fell midflight, hopes were dashed, tears were shed, and what I thought would work, clearly did not. I'm so distraught right now, but at the same time I'm taking this as a challenge -- and I never run away from challenges.
Challenges are nasty enemies that come and go in our lives. They're life's necessary evils. Some can leave you with battle scars, yet you can survive and even triumph over them; others can unmercilessly beat you up to a pulp, and you can very well end up like an injured dog yelping in agonizing pain. I don't know how it will end up for me this time. But I do know that I've never been fond of licking my wounds. Someone once said that I was a warrior in my past life. So I guess, with that to back me up, I can handle the "Iraq situation" with only my wits and my faith as my strongest weapons.
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