When I was younger, I use to believed the impossible. I used to daydream and always am unrealistic. In my excitement for the fulfillment of my dreams, I would often tell people around me about it even if I haven’t taken any steps towards it’s fulfillment.
Because of this, sometimes I would often find out that they have already stole my idea and were already ahead of me in making their dreams turn into reality. Other people would sometimes label me as ambitious. This has discouraged me a lot and slowly, I became in touch with the reality until I became the cynic version of myself.
Instead of becoming an encourager, I find myself discouraging other people to lived up to their dreams. I became stale and no longer interested in pursuing any growth opportunity.
However, this pandemic as I fight the anxiety, stress and fears for the widespread unknown future, I learned to trust GOD more. I cling more to him, spend time with him each day for me to survive. As I do so, he slowly showed me how he is gently changing me back to my original state – trusting and full of hope.
I learned that to be able to believe the impossible, we must accept it’s opposite – the possibility of things to become reality. GOD thought me that whenever I slowly face each fears with him, my faith is growing. Until the things I thought to be impossible is really possible – with HIM by our side.
But He said, “The things that are impossible with people are possible with God.”
And He said to them, “Because of the littleness of your faith; for truly I say to you, if you have faith the size of a mustard seed, you will say to this mountain, ‘Move from here to there,’ and it will move; and nothing will be impossible to you.