Through My Lens (Intro)

There are these brief moments, moments of weakness where I doubt whether there is a God. And it's wrong. I mean I pray and something happens but what about the times that I am on my knees, in tears, looking to the sky asking for a sign. Huh?!
This world is, it's designed in such a way that if you're not strong enough, you descend from predator, to prey, to nothing. I tell my mates about it and they're like, hey, even Job went through pain. Correct but there's just one thing wrong with that sentence. I am not Job and I will never be him. I'm me. Not everyone has to go through pain. I don't believe that. Not everyone has to experience some kind of tragedy before they can testify that they're in Christ.
But what I don't get is why. You work and work and work and all that effort yields no results. Why can't anything go the way we want it to. I struggle to see the point to all this. Just when you think you cannot be brought down... Shit happens. It grinds my gears.
I've been in this bloody world for 18 years and I know that anything is possible. I am not going to let a little bad news ground me. I won't and neither should you. I'm gonna get up, dust myself off, get back on that bike and continue paddling. I will paddle and paddle till I reach my destination.
And when I'm there, I'm gonna scream fuck you, I made it and then look up and say thank you Jesus.
I know that you are making moves on your  own time. You're there and you don't know when that big break is going to come. You don't know when you're going to get that job, that fancy car or when you're going to get married...
Well don't give up yeah, you keep your dreams and ambitions high...
Never give up, no matter the odds.