Insomnia creeps in and leaves me tip-toeing through His Word in darkest hours. Trying not to wake the household, I read from the portable screen.
2 Timothy 4:7-I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith.
I want it to be true of me.
…that I moved forward with intention
…that He used me to help others do the same
…that I showed up for training
…that I depended on His strength
…that my faith was at least the size of a mustard seed
I win the race when others see Him at the finish line.