I’d finally stop running and rebelling from the one person that was with me and carried me through all those hard times in my life.
Faith takes immense courage, courage takes strength, strength takes tenacity, tenacity takes endurance and endurance means letting go.
Take a trip in your time machine, look back at all you have achieved, you’ll be surprised what you will find.
Life was this constant race, either I was running, or being chased — always on the go. I couldn’t sit still, I couldn’t stop. I needed alcohol to fuel myself; the more I burned, the more I needed.
God would explain everything to me, he would cry with me and tell funny jokes. Every moment would be as though time never existed.
I guess you could say that among that pile of garbage was a gem even I couldn’t see.
If I don’t try, I’ll never know, and I’d rather try and fail, than fail in not trying.
Experience is the best teacher of all. It’s not about how many times you may stumble and fall. It’s about how many times you can pick yourself back up and keep on climbing.
On this new journey, I’ve learned that there is nothing to fear but fear itself. You either have fear or faith — you can’t have both. I traded my fears for faith.