It begins here.

Unconsciously, I always think the grass is greener on the other side. But hey hey hey, looks like what was there is as bad as what used to be here. In fact, there becomes the new here. The longer you stay, the most you see - nothing is as beautiful as it seems. Nothing, except the love of God. He gives us hope, he gives us joy. I know for sure, heaven won't disappoint us, as how the world does. So I look forward, and keep running the race. Lets reach the end.. the joy of the Lord is our strength.