Without looking at the hare and staring ahead toward the crowd, Slow and Steady had this to say......
This here race is not mine to win or lose for my race is his alone. My help come frometh the Lord. My victory is his reward. I am but a vessel, and the one who walks before me has already paved my way. I fear not for fear is not of the Lord. I doubt not, I walk with steady step and a rejoicing spirit. I will never walk alone. There is no race I cannot win for I belong to him and he is my shepherd. My finish is in his bountiful hands. No man can change the outcome of his claim on my life. I am the child of a living God. I have favor. I am chosen to do a work and no obstacle put before me shall triumph. I am able to do the impossible for nothing is too much for my God. This battle is not mine, it belongs to the Lord. The Lord is my shepherd and I SHALL NOT WANT! Every hair on my head has been counted, every breath in my body has been planned. I belong to a supreme craftsman. And his work in my life has only just begun!
Slow and Steady walked and walked at his own pace. He walked with full anointing. He walked with divine strength. He never, ever stopped believing even as he approached the finish line.
The animals who bear witness cheered "Hallelujah, Jehovah is the King, our Alpha and Omega, the One True God, the Way Maker", so loudly for Tortoise, they woke up Hare.
Hare stretched and yawned and began to run again, but it was too late. Tortoise was over the line.
After that, Hare always reminded himself, "Don't brag about your talent of lightning pace, for Slow and Steady won this race!"