Faith.

I hold with faith like the shape of a beautiful ring. I will always wear it on the fifth finger on my left hand. Yesterday I recieved it to protect its worth. To protect a promise. It is small and silver, but its meaning is bigger than life. It feels quite strange to have it on; to look at my hand and see it waiting there. She said it was only a transfer for the time being...

"I hold on to you - you lift me up and always will. I see you in lights, hope I don't get left behind. I hold on to you, you bring me hope - I'll see you soon... and if I don't see you, I'm afraid we've lost the way." - American Baby, Dave Matthews Band

Not in vain. An exchange bearing life, not fruitless and dry. My improvement, resulting in your benefit. My improvement, yeilding His Glory. Our journey, following His will. From here to there - no stray marks. Faith, hope, love, and the battles of trust and doubt. No giving up. Fall or fly. Let's do this thing right.

Not in vain.