Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Pursuing a Personal Legend: Part I

These past several months have proven to be some of the most challenging in my life. That's saying a lot. I imagine the feeling of having the ground crumbling beneath you during a 40 yard dash would probably feel about the same. Being so close to your goal and having your whole foundation shook.

I drove toward home one evening after studying in the library. 14 days from test day, everything is sinking in. In the distance the dark sky lit up with what seemed like sparks of fire. Approaching a war zone, I continued heading into the storm. Strangely enough, I felt an overwhelming sense of calm.

I bended the corners down the steep road without using breaks. I was only 5 miles above the speed limit. Only scary drivers use breaks. The road wasn't slick. Why slow down? My stomach dropped as I reach the bottom of the first hill and accelerated up the second. Headlights were hidden behind each turn. I sped up. The windows were rolled down. The warm air whipped inside my car, gently stroking my face. Relaxed, I turned up my music. "I can't get you out of my head!" Ne-Yo, or was it Trey Songz? I liked the beat.

My fingers tapped my steering wheel as I gripped it tighter around the next bend. My foot pressed harder on the gas. It wasn't met with resistance. My car felt it too. Peaking over the last hill, I noticed the light turning red. I could rev the engine. But what's the rush? My blood ran smooth. My head was clear. The rain clouds left. I sat at the light, still tapping my fingers and bobbing my head.

Six months ago I didn't picture this as my life. But life is better than I thought it would be. Full of truth. Honest. Raw. I love my life. Challenges arise and I tell them meet me outside. I'm ready for anything. Because I know God gave me strength to handle it and He's in my corner even when everyone else bails. I get my gloves strapped on tight. Vaseline. Water. And I'm back at it again with Him coaching me during every round.

I pulled up to the house. My parking spot was still there as if He held it for me. I'm ready to relax. No nightly phone call. No routine good nights. Only my routine. Pray. Look over my to do list. Study the days on the calendar. Partial disbelief. Partial excitement. I can't wait to have my life back. No matter what happens I'm ready for it. "It's the God in me!" One of my favorite songs echoed in my head as I laid down to sleep. A few text messages later I was in dream world.

Today is another bright day. I was met by a cool breeze as I stepped out of the house. The sun was beaming and so was I. I'm ready for my practice test. Thank you God.

Alhamdulilah.