I was scared
all the time.
All the time,
Fear takes control of me
My body was shaken .
Shaken,
Because I was running away from what scares me
Because I let fear take control of me
Because I was looking at the wrong angle
Everything was broken
Because my eyes was looking through the broken glasses
This broken view scares me
At last I realised it was not the view,
The view was great.. It was the broken glasses. I adjust my angle, took down the broken glasses and the view is perfect. I start running toward the view. Toward  love, Toward grace,Toward my wild dreams,Toward boldness, Toward confidence, Toward the light And mostly toward Jesus Because Jesus is everything.