t took a lifetime for me to understand that the truth could only set me free when I acknowledge it. I cried when I first learnt to face the truth about me and it was not all good. I cried for a very long time for my life that I had been given as a gift from God which I had refused to live because of fear; I had wasted years trying to live within the confines of the lies I believed about myself. I cried for the many others not unlike myself who were still unaware of the truth. I cried when I understood that the grace that is given to us during this time is given out of God's pure love and faithfulness to us. The grace of God will always outlast our inability to come to know His truth and to trust Him. I have learned that just because God has revealed His truth to us is no indication that we will surrender our lives to Him. This tells me that free will can be a dangerous thing in one aspect because we may not always choose the truth. I cried because I had spent my life focusing on all the wrong things and believing that they were right. I cried because it took a life time for me to realize that the truth would really set me free and I cried because so many years had passed and now I am old too old to relive the life I had wasted or to regain the years that had passed. I had to accept the fact that those wasted days will never return and that I had nothing to show for them? While I was spent from my tears days later, A voice whispered from within, "There is still time."