Ah-xin
Sometimes, life is a baseball game. Hitting a home run is incredible, proving all those long years or months or days of incessant practice. Those leg sprains or arm casts or head bumps are worth it all. There's just got to be hope, patience persistence, determination, faith, and most of all, love. Life's worth it in the end. It always is. It always will be. We cannot see it, yes, but it is because we're entitled to a life of surprises and unpredictability. Sometimes, a small puppy could come running around the field, straight to you as you run for that base, for the win of your team, and you dodge it. Years of practice(or, well, avoiding naughty siblings) paid off again, eh? So there's no excuses as to how you can't succeed. Look up above, close your eyes and remember His love. That guy up there does the impossible, if you let him be. There's the coach of your team; don't disappoint Him. He gave his trust to you and you should play this game called life well. With his help, of course.