There’s always something in the way,Some little snag or snare.
It’s not enough to dissuade me,
Just slow my getting there.
Sometimes I let it frustrate me,
I even lose my cool.
But all that does is make it worse,
And I feel like a fool.
I need to get perspective back,
Shrug those small things away.
There’s far too much that matters more
To let them cause dismay.
Lord, help me see small things as small,
And focus on my goal.
That way I’ll get there happier
In heart and mind and soul.
Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles. And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us, fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith. For the joy set before him he endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.