As the day beckons me on, it draws me deeper into it. As the journey twists and turns, I am compelled by mere curiosity to move with it around each new bend. I fly to heights unexplored after each journey up hills upon mountains and brave the darkest chasms beneath after riding it down to more unexplained courses. And I journey on. I do not give up. I do not yield. Why? Because I am alive. Life is a breath from God and as such it is precious and beautiful and fascinating. Nothing more without God’s say and knowledge, no tide turns but with His I tervention and I sight and knowledge. I am not alone. Because of Christ, I am never without hope. The day beckons us onward. Rise to face it.