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Half Baked...

“It does not matter how slowly you go so long as you do not stop.” – Confucius
Sometime last year, maybe in August, I had pink eye. It was really really bad. At first, I thought it was allergies. Suddenly, I could barely see out of my right eye. It was so bad that I had a fever of 110 and after going to the ER and I had to make an appointment almost a week later with the eye doctor. He looked in my eye and said, “well Miss White, you have the Godzilla of pink eye.” He gave me a super strong steroid and told me to stay on it for the month but I would have pink eye for about another 3 weeks. The medication would start working immediately but it could come back or jump to my other eye.


I was happy to finally have a diagnosis because my dramatic behind was telling everyone that I was going blind. Whats crazy is, a friend of mine, after hearing my diagnosis said, “you’ll be fine. Just continue to use the eye drops as the doctor said. Your eye will start looking better but stick to the doctors orders.”


I had no clue why she’d said that to me. Until last night when I was driving. God revealed something to me. “You always see results of your process and think you are healed. You go AWOL before I’m finished.”
Wow. It’s true. If I see one sign of healing, I take that as the final product. It’s like dieting or going to the gym. We start seeing the results and stop the process. But what would happen if we kept going? How much more pleased would we be if we went ALL THE WAY?” I’m guessing a lot more than when we get an "incomplete."


“Remember that guy that gave up? Neither does no one else.”


This year, I am challenging myself to go all the way. I see myself in the future. The Bible says that God will COMPLETE the work that he started in you. It says nothing about starting the work and stopping when it starts to look good.

My advice to you (and me)... Keep going. Keep going even after you see things take a turn. Keep going until you reach the finish line. I think it will be worth it. After all, would you be satisfied with a cake, half-baked?

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