When the motivation fades.
When there’s no more external push.
When those you look up to are also searching for someone to look up to,
what will be your fate?
Will you sit there, tossing blames around?
Will you give up, folding your arms with the conclusion that no one cares?
Or will you rise, embracing that rare quality of adaptability, and shape something beautiful out of that broken situation?
Think about this.
Blessed Paul
190825
