God really does know exactly what my limits are.
Its been the week from hell. And there was no end in sight and even though I did manage to find a road map to the end, the problem was that Mount Everest was in the way and I was already so beaten down I could barely take the next step. And so when Mount Everest showed up, I was really very ready to just sit down and cry.
And so today I spent depressed. All I could see was my Everest and I had no hope that I would ever be able to get enough mojo together to cross it.
And then I had a couple conversations that basically swept Everest out of the way and gave me a leg up and the support I'll need to make the journey.
Still won't be easy, but now I feel that it is possible.
I am so incredibly grateful for the lightness I feel in my heart at this moment. Truly, the darkest hour is just before dawn. I'm in many ways in the exact same place I was this morning, but now I have hope.
I am Ami and this is my little corner of the interweb to pollute as I see fit. Sometimes I'll be boring, sometimes I might even be funny. I can guarantee I'll be random, verbose, occasionally deep, and I'll definitely over share. This is probably the closest a person can get to seeing the actual contents of the inside of my head. Stay if you enjoy my ranting, go if you don't. Either one is okay because here, I write for me.
I always loved that Marvin J. Ashton said, "When things get tough, and nothing else seems to work, it's time to bring out the big guns: Hope." (Not exact, but I can't find the exact quote, but I remember hearing the talk and that one thought stuck with me. God promised it would be hard, but He also promised He would never abandon us. Glad He sent some light for the way.
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ReplyDeleteHe actually quoted Erma Bombeck from her book I Want to Grow Hair, I Want to Grow Up, I Want to Go to Boise, New York: Harper and Row, 1989,
“They took personal pride in the fact that they were fighting something bigger than they were and stronger than they were—something that might even overpower them. But they still had something their enemies couldn’t take away—hope. It is a formidable weapon. … When all else fails, pull out the big artillery, HOPE, and hang on.” (Ibid., pp. 5–6.)