Struggle

Here's the thing about me and struggling. When I struggle, like with all things, I go BIG. I typically have a million things (ok, maybe not quite a million) that I am holding in. I do it because it's like trying to hold down helium balloons, one goes, they all go.

I hate struggling, and while I am quite sure you love it, I will tell you, I really hate it. I know, everyone does. But here's the thing with me, it's self inflicted. I hold it in, I don't let it go, I remember things like criticism, and condemning, things that keep me moving forward and make me think I can't do it. If I would just let it go I could do so much more, for myself, and for God. My greatest moments in life are when I remember that I am "Glorious" because He makes everything Glorious (thank you DCB).

One of the best things about struggling, ok, one of the only things good about struggling, that eventually if you are smart, you let it go, You realize really how big God is and how much He loves you. There isn't anymore pulling on your heart, I give it to God, and it's gone, at least for a moment, and sometimes that comes when you talk to a friend, and realize that you can pray for each other, and we can find strength in God's love, His word, and His promises.

Proverbs 17:17 A friend loves at all times, and a brother is born for adversity.

****Below is a poem by Shel Silverstein, I told you before that "Where the Sidewalk Ends" was one of my fave books... And instantly when I started thinking about Tug of War, I thought of his poem "Hug of War"

I will not play at tug o' war
I'd rather play at hug o' war,
Where everyone hugs
Instead of tugs
Where everyone giggles
And rolls on the rug,
Where everyone kisses
And everyone grins
And everyone cuddles

And everyone wins.