If you guys know me, I had always admired Paul the apostle. I always envied those that were able to live in his generation. I even lamented to God something why did He not put me in the warring era. Up to this point, I only had the consolation that God knew what He was doing when He chucked me in this era.
Yet, I always struggled, wishing that I was born in the age of Paul of Tarsus, Moses the patriarch or perhaps even the more recent, Martin Luther King and the other great men of God. Sometimes, I even secretly wished to be like them.
However, here’s a thought that struck me recently. What if we were really the last runner in this Great Commission?
I think Paul would want to be in my shoes.
the dreaming realist 
Wow.
yea, smth strucked me while reading this post is how much we would admire and want to be that someone else in that era. But well, we can just stop thinking that and start doing something in our era and be the next history maker, that when we go heaven, some dude will just come up and say, hey, great job, i always wanted to be in that era doing god’s work like how you did. heheh
Stephanie-
I had the same reaction when I realized it myself.
withfelicity-
I guess we are so busy comparing with others, that we forgot to be ourselves.
Did you call me “Stephanie”?! Sooo weird (:
And so true what you said about being so busy comparing we forget to be ourselves. And sometimes you get so caught up doing it that it’s hard to find out what “yourself” is so that you can try being yourself.
Yo. Thanks for that entry. It was the push I needed.