I have dreaded this day to come. But why? One year ago today, I was given not only another chance at LIFE, but I was placed on a new path of that life. A path that has taken me on a journey, one that my Lord designed just for me. Really though? The road has left my flesh torn and opened. I have found myself gasping for air, at times wondering where the next breath will come from. And weak? Never have I been weaker, long ago reaching the end of my own strength. A year ago as I started on this path, I looked at what was before me and all I could see were hills, big hills. And with hills, there are always valleys surrounding them. Looks pretty rocky, pretty rough. Not sure I can do this....no, quite certain I can't do this. Exactly.
One year later. Do I feel victorious? Nope. But am I victorious? You betcha. You see, this has not been a victory of honor. No medals, no parties, no speeches. I'm pretty sure you're not going to find my name written in any history books. Not hardly. In fact, the battle still rages. It's not even over yet! Interestingly enough though, I find myself comfortable in this bulky armor. Believe me, it's not flattering....it's awkward....and at times, it clangs around and makes others uncomfortable. But for now, I choose to leave it on. I choose to fight....for myself, for my family, for others that are hurting. Come to find out, there's a lot that are hurting.
Been a tough week. Had a family member placed in a detox program for drug addiction, learned of painful truths about one of my children, and grieved the loss of a student that was killed in a car accident. All devastating. But....on this anniversary, I tell you that He's got this.....He's got that....there's not one pain, there's not one battle, there's not one desperate moment that He doesn't have. It's sitting in the palm of His hand. He's not letting it go. He's got it.
One year ago today, I looked at tomorrow and couldn't face it. Today, I live for what this very day holds only... I don't even know if I have tomorrow. Today is rich. I choose to live today. And I choose to celebrate.
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