I thought that was funny quote. Saw it on a sign earlier this week.
walking through the desert is a painful process. the sand scorches the soles of your feet and your skin begins to burn. water is nothing but wishful thinking. even the night brings no relief. it grows colder by the minute and the once-warm sand dunes no longer hold their warmth. you feel lost, without hope, knowing that no one knows you are stranded out here. it's a pretty discouraging feeling. but you still keep walking. you don't know why, but you feel compelled to. i mean, you came all this way, you're not going to turn around now. besides it would be pointless, you're most likely past half of your trek. on and on, dragging your deadweight body along. then, when all hope seems to have escaped your body, you spot a small pit with water inside of it. you taste it and it tastes beautiful. you gain moisture back into your body and you rest. as your body regains health, you take all the comfort you can because in time, you will be back on your desert road. this is how i describe my journey through life. a never ending test of devotion and discomfort to the One you walk towards, even if you can't see Him.