why do i have to be ordinary?
why should i be scared about not fitting in?
who says i have to blend in?
why can't i choose to stand out?
who says i have to take it slow?
who says i have to go one step at a time?
why can't my life be mindblowingly, earth-shatteringly, fantastically... different?
who says my destiny's already set in stone?
who says my calling is just to smile at strangers and feel bad for the homeless?
who sets the boundaries which confine me?
why do i have to stay within said boundaries?
who says i'm not good enough?
who says i'm not strong enough?
who says i'm not... enough?
what makes me even entertain the thought that they might be right?
who is the God i serve?
who is the One who stirs my soul?
what is true of Him?
what remains true of Him, despite shifting, ever-changing circumstances?
what does He say of me?
what does He think of me?
what does He intend for my life?
who was i born to become?
what's stopping me from becoming just that?
and... what's stopping you?
