Nearing the finishing line?

There is only one more day before I end this stint here in this company. And to be honest, it felt like a year wasted. Not much learnt, not much experienced. It was just a job to get income, a job to survive. And as this chapter draws to a close, I find myself wondering, what's next?

Many call life a race, or to be more precise, a marathon. You start running, go through obstacles after obstacles, you fall, you get up and go again, you meet people along the way, etc etc. If that is the case, then getting to the finish line equals dying, yes? To be able to meet the Maker tell Him you've ran a good race. Maybe that's how I should be looking at life.

I have always been viewing it as a series of short sprints, and living it that way as well. Sprint through schooling years. Sprint through first year at work. Sprinting and sprinting, always getting to one 'finish line', out of breath, and thinking to myself, where to next?

Of course this time round wasn't the case. I was ready to settle down, to run the full course of the marathon. But life has a different plan for me. It's irritating really, to want to settle down and work in a proper job for at least 5 to 10 years, but the company has to close down. I am demoralized really, and looking for that other job to sustain me for that 5 to 10 years is really a chore.

Ok, enough with the dark and sad rants in life. I know that outside this, there will always be a way. That outside all these troubles in life, there is hope. The Lord is my shepherd, I lack nothing.