How Much Can A Person Take?

This is a question that I sudden thought of today. Today has not been what I call a good day. Having tuition at 8.30am at upper east coast was not exactly great and the rest of the day didn't go smooth too.. but I was glad that I ended my day with my piano lesson. I was feeling more and more depressed as the day past but the piano lesson cheered me up. Music really really lifted my spirits and now I am back to normal again..

I seriously contemplated quiting piano before. After all, I didn't attend any lessons from the 21/5 to 30/8. That's 3 months. Plus, I don't need to spend money on these lessons.. Plus plus, I don't need to spend even more PRECIOUS time in it.. So well, everything seemed to point to quiting.. But I am glad I didn't..
Maybe it was God's plan for me. Maybe.. I felt prompted to continue during the sunday sermon by Ps Caleb. One, he said something about music at the beginning of his sermon, can't remember what exactly but it struck a chord with me... Then, at the end of the sermon, he "played" the song Faithful God. Wow, again felt prompted to play the piano again... God reminded me why I started learning piano again in April: I wanted to play this song Faithful God.
Haha.. yes.. I started re-learning piano in April because of this song.. Sounds crazy.. but yes.. But thank God.. He knows me best..

I asked myself how much can I take.. how much can one take? Physically.. Emotionally.. Mentally.. I wanted an answer and I wanted it now.. But God remained silent.. Wait and took bus 63 then bus 8, got down bus 8.. still silence.. While waiting for another bus, I remembered a scene from " FACING THE GIANTS"

----- The coach challenges the boy to carry another boy and crawl across the whole football field. Before that, the boy estimated that he can only go 30 yards at most. The coach blindfolds him and he is asked to crawl. The boys crawls and crawls.. slowly, he gets tired.. His muscles were hurting so bad. He begs the coach to let him stop.. "It hurts", "It's too hard"... But on and on, his hands and legs went on.. until the end zone -----

These words spoke to me a lot
"I want to see your absolute best..."
"Even if you can't, I want you to promise that you are going to do your best.."
"... you promise me your best.. you don't quit on me.."
God's words were raining down upon me..

I come to a realisation that.. a person can take a lot, beyond what we can measure.. Although we feel tired, as long as we just lift our hands and legs with our mental, we will keep on going.. So all I have to do is to blindfold myself to the mountains ahead of me and climb... there will be more than enough strength from God. More than enough.

The human race only ends when I am called back into God's embrace. Until then, I have got to keep running...

back to my economics and japanese homework which is due tomorrow! Argh!