Strugglin’ Like a Mug!

The heights by great men reached and kept

Were not obtained by sudden flight;

But they, while their companions slept,

Were toiling upward in the night.

Standing on what too long we bore,

With shoulders bent and downcast eyes,

We may discern-unseen before-

A path to higher destinies!



Lord, please, help me and my lazy, strugglin’, tail to succeed. I desire deeply to represent you and myself well but right now I just want to lay down and never get out of bed again. I desire good grades, accolades, notoriety and stuff. But the power and motivation are lacking. Please Lord, help me to do what needs to be done to get me where you want me to be. And thank you so much for grace and mercy in the meantime. Help me, please.

In Jesus’ Name.



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