ϟ Too much

Am I trying to do too much with life? Will I cope? I foresee the months ahead to be physically tiring, friendless (no social life) and mentally strenuous. 

Fingers crossed, prayers whispered.

 I WILL SURVIVE.

Every step is getting brighter 
As the golden stairs I climb; 
Every burden’s getting lighter, 
Every cloud is silver-lined. 
There the sun is always shining, 
There no tear will dim the eye; 
At the ending of the rainbow 
Where the mountains touch the sky. 
Many things about tomorrow 
I don’t seem to understand 
But I know who holds tomorrow 
And I know who holds my hand.

ϟ Decisions

It’s almost heart-stopping how things are progressing now. So many aspects to consider, so many avenues to venture into. And all TOTALLY different from my current job scope. Will I be able to cope? Will I be making the right investments for my future? 

I shall just take comfort in the sparrow, who does not worry about tomorrow and what worms it may bring. Committing everything to Him seems the best way to go about it.

In the meantime, this little sparrow shall dream big dreams of having juicy million dollar worms………………