Slow And Steady (Listen For The Snore)

           One task then two, not perfectly though completed nonetheless. I see then hear the "rabbits" most call opposition nearby, rendered powerless to the determined; ones as I, forward moving, slow and steady. Loud. Louder, carrying farther than thought.  Louder. I hear the opposition lulled to sleep from exhaustion, where arrogance has put these "rabbits" to a "sleep" of sorts. Here I am travelling restfully through life and all that it brings.


        I see then hear the snore, carrying for miles as my soul smiles upon receiving such a welcome sound of inevitable victory, one where I am found making way foward in this healthy pace of slow and steady. This is the beautiful thing, the pace that leads to victory, the way that doesn't take but brings restoration and abundance. 



          Here I am taking steps toward that "finish line" ; grateful for the "snore" of the obstacles that once sought to bring me down (these "rabbits" if you will). I just need to remember, slow and steady wins the race; when the "rabbits" we all know as obstacles are found lulled to sleep when facing determined souls, slumbering and rendered powerless against "turtles" such as I.


Note About Piece: When once considering the story of the "Tortoise And The Hare" recently, a God-given revelation came to me: how a slow and steady resolute pace can render our obstacles powerless, can put our "rabbits" to sleep as the tortoises of us continue on and win against all odds.


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