For the love of the game
That's why I'm doing this
It is the reason why I push through the pain
The more I make love to my art
The louder I can hear God calling my name
He's calling my name, in the midst of my mind and body being slain
The evolution of my soul is what I am going to gain
But still I cry out, "Abba what about the pain?"
How do I conserve my energy?
How do I sustain?
Seeking order for a mission that my heart has already claimed
Praying through it all, while dreaming of the fruits of my labor that I will gain.
Question of the day
Why do you do what you do everyday?
Quote of the day
In life I always get what I give and I always give out my best.