RUN WITH THE HORSES

Life is difficult, Jeremiah.
are you going to quit at the first wave of opposition?
are you going to retreat when you find that there's more to life
than finding three meals a day and a dry place to sleep at night?
are you going to run home the minute you discover that the mass of
men and women are more interested in keeping their feet warm
than living at the risk of the glory of God?

are you going to live cautiously or courageously?
i called you to live at your best,
to pursue righteousness,
to sustain a drive toward excellence

it is easier, i know, to be neurotic
it is easier to be parasitic
it is easier to relax in the embracing arms of The Average

Easier, but not better
easier, but not more significant
easier, but not more fulfilling

i called you to a life of purpose far beyond what you think
yourself capable of living and promised you adequate strength
to fulfill your destiny

if you are fatigued by this run-of-the-mill crowd
of apathetic mediocrities,

what will you do when the real race starts?
the race with swift and determined horses of excellence?

what is it you really want, Jeremiah?
do you want to shuffle along with this crowd,
or run with the horses?