It's been a tough week here in blogland. Not much writing and too much stress. At first I felt guilty about not filling this space with words of healing and encouragement. Then I was angry at circumstances that were interrupting my regular routine. This morning when I saw the FMF prompt, I knew there had been a lesson for me this week.
I am called to rise above the hardships and struggles I face. Some of those struggles are fairly minor, but others can feel as if I'm being sucked down into tar or quicksand. The idea of rising above it all seems impossible. Rise above the lack of sleep or kitchen full of messy dishes. Rise above bad moods and stress inducers. Not the "put on your happy face" rise above it all, but really strive to rise above while being real and authentic.
And here's the real thing I learned this week. If I am called to rise, that means God knows there are going to be low spots, low times. If He didn't know, there'd be no call to "Rise", because there'd be nothing to rise from.
I look back on a week of struggles and find I'm able to rise above it all and be grateful in the process. I am able to rise above the madness because I'm not alone.
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