The Strength to Endure
It's Friday, folks! We made it through another week! It didn't go as I'd planned, but I'm glad I made it through. Five-Minute Friday is here and I'm incredibly grateful for its presence. If you'd like more info about FMF, head here to join the party. Happy weekend!
(And for all you fellow Game of Thrones fans, Sunday can't come quick enough!)
As I sit here, attempting to bounce back from the flu, sipping hot tea, binge-watching CSI: on Hulu (the entire series is finally available, people!), I'm struck by how quickly circumstances can change. Really and truly, in an instant, one can be yanked from a nearly zombie-like existence, to an acute awareness of the deeper meaning of life.
A few months ago, I'd have been weeping and wailing about the difficulties of being a sick stay-at-home-mom trying to juggle three children; these days, I communicate openly and honestly with my husband about my needs ("Sleep, STAT!") and do my best to battle through once he heads to work. There was a time when I would've crumbled under the pressure of our current circumstances, but now I embrace them and thank the good Lord for challenging me to rise to the occasion and be present for my family.
The only way to measure one's strength is to test it, and when it comes to our existence, adversity is the best tool. My goal is to be able to praise Him at my lowest points as well as my highest. I believe the fact that I'm praying not for relief, but rather the strength to endure, is proof of my progress.