The Clock is ticking,
but you sit in the sand
and watch me play, struggle,
run, perhaps I am young.
But there's no hurry in you.
You wait till I believe myself
into it, and you trust I will
one day.
The clock is still ticking,
and you hold the world
in your strong hands, and even
my beat-up dreams become
a reality just in your time...
"Not only so, but we also glory in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance, perseverance character, and character hope. And hope does not put us to shame, because God's love has been poured out into our hearts through the Holy Spirit, who had been given to us..."Romans 5:3-5
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