Dear Journal,Thriving. I've often voiced to M since Morenna's been born my longing not just to "get by", but to "thrive".
I want to be as a tall oak by a flowing stream that gives brilliant beauty in every season. Beautiful. Useful. Strong.
Yet so often I feel as though I'm a cactus in a parched desert, with just enough water to make it through one more sun-scorched day. I offer little beauty to the world around me. No shade. Just sharp thorns for any passerby.
But even the cactus can flower. It's a choice.
Each tree is beautiful; each serves a purpose in bringing glory to God. I need to find contentment as either, for each relies on equal amounts of God's grace to get through the day.
"My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness."
~ 2 Corinthians 12:9
~ 2 Corinthians 12:9
I am SO there with you!! God has been working on me a lot with this lately, though -- it DOES involve making the choice to have the right attitude. I keep meaning to make a post about it. I'll get around to it one of these days. :-)
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