Dear God,
Hello Mighty Father! Help me transform my fears to dreams. Help me throw all the negative vibes into a big waste basket and throw them a thousand or even hundreds of million miles away from me. I know that in the grand scheme of things I will be okay. I'm seemingly okay so I will be okay, whether I like it or not. I'd like to think that all my apprehensions and fears are just part of that one big unwelcome thing called bar jitters.
Screw you, bar jitters. I know I can make it. Yes, God. I know. I just know. And whatever is this I'm feeling right now, this is just pretty normal. 'Been there, done that' thing.
I have stocked up lots of courage for almost five years. Five years, beat that. It's amazing. And it's the most amazing kind of amazing. Amazingly slow. But quality 'education' takes time, isn't it? Oh no, I'm rambling already, Lord. Bar jitters, bar jitters, I know.
If I could only throw all these jitters to the wind, I will. If all it takes is just one flip of my hair, I certainly will, every nano second. Okay, whatever, Bebang, whatever. Concentration is the key.
Back to my earnest prayer, Lord. Help me survive this journey. I may read all the materials out there, but if I lack concentration, then it all boils down to nada. Nothing. While I'm secretly eneveloped with fear and apprehensions, there's a tiny voice inside my heart that whispers "You're gonna make it!". New York, New York.
And you know what, Lord? I am so happy and overwhelmed with that tiny whisper. I know it's You. So, I thank you from the deepest caverns of my heart. May my heart continue to rejoice in this tiny voice posing as a blessing in this incredible journey of mine.
Forever hopeful and grateful,
J
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