Last night I couldn't get a restful sleep. I got woken up at 230 for no apparent reason and spent a full hour weighing things in my head. It was as though God had chosen that hour to speak to me.

I realised fully how imperfect I am. Some flaws are more easily remedied than others whilst the rest can be hidden. The sheer enormity of it all threatened to overwhelm me. It really did. Partly because the perfectionist in me detested having what I perceived to be chinks in my armour and also because once you've had a taste of perfection second place just won't do anymore.

Then I thought about all that I've seen and heard of over the past few weeks and how easily it could also happen to me. It sobered me up easily. I keep telling myself to not to take things for granted, to show my appreciation to those that matter and just live and be grateful. But at the same time I am fearful. That in one fell swoop everything could be taken away from me. But the Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away. I need to have faith that He will protect me and my family and all that I hold dear. At the same time know that whatever comes my way is a test.

There's so much more I could and want to say. But I don't translate frowns into words so easily. But suffice to say a lot has been going through my mind. Maybe a break is not so good after all. It gives you time to think and when you think you run through too many scenarios, not all of them are rosy. I need to simply let it be and not be one of those people who worry so much they fail to notice the beauty around them nor get to enjoy it.

The good you do today may be forgotten tomorrow. Do good anyway.

Give the world the best you have and you may get hurt. Give the world your best anyway.