Today, we got our report cards and for the fifth year in a row, I've gotten straight A's. I was ecstatic and delighted that God has given me so much...and I thank Him every night and every day and merely every second I'm alive. However, it sometimes scares me that I have it all...that I'm achieving this "perfection"...or getting what I ask for.
I know. I should never complain, and I'm definetely not complaining, but I'm just worried that this might all stop. This "good luck"...maybe God's help might stop...and then I'll drown...and be completely and utterly lost.
Ironically, I began typing this at 11:11...oh boy, the good luck keeps coming...