The one thing

After Philippians 3:12-14

I love history, especially

my history, the history

of me. I love looking

back, to see how far

I’ve come, what 

I’ve achieved, what

obstacles I’ve overcome,

celebrating my journey,

sharing my wisdom.

Except none of it is

true; it only looks true

when given a superficial

glance. By me. Scratch

the façade, and what

lies beneath was

brought to me by him,

only him, the one.

I don’t forget what

lies behind; instead,

understanding what

I know and where

I come from, I strain

forward to what lies

ahead, as if I’m running

a race. What lies

behind is important;

what lies ahead is

vital.

 

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