Giants in the Land

Henry Ford once stated, "Obstacles are those frightful things you see when you take your eyes off the goal."  Those very same obstacles turn in to bogeymen, or as I like to call them, giants in the land.  They become dreadful and seemingly wield more power than they truly have over what I can apparently do or not do.  However, this is simply the conjuring of my over-active imagination, and exasperating the lack of belief I have in my ability or capability to grasp a hold of the goals as laid out in my life's vision.  If I'm not standing firm in who I am and in my relationship with Almighty God, I will sink in to and drown in negativity's cesspool, therefore never performing my life's destiny.  By keeping my eyes on the goal, I will lose sight of the obstacles as they become mere blips on the radar.  Accordingly, I will continue to maintain faith in Almighty God and in who He says I am.  As a result, I will rise above like an eagle soaring at great height to leave the naysayers and unnecessary troubles far below.  From this new perspective, obstacles never were the giants in the land I thought they were.  As it turns out, they were only mud puddles located on the path of life as I make this journey in the performance of God's Will.  In reality, who are the giants in the land?  That designation belongs to you and I, the over-comers who make life happen.  Our destiny is before us.  Will I easily get thrown off the path by something that seems more than it is?  Or will I press onward to laid a hold of that which is predestined for me?  As the tables turn, let us become the Giants in the Land we were made to become.

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