Lately I have been thinking about trials.
Too much, probably.
I started thinking how the past couple of years we have had one ongoing trial with a few others sprinkled on top.
I wondered when it would end.
Then I wondered IF it would end.
I thought of Job.
I realized that it was quite possible that our trials would not end. That we would forever be faced with heart-wrenching and stressful events. One after another, after another, after another . . .
Then I thought, so what?
What would that change?
Okay, life would be hard, but should I let my circumstances dictate who I am?
If I did that, I would be a sad and lonely person. (Okay, some days I am . . . )
But, if I rise to the challenge with courage and faith I am a better and stronger person for having made it through that trial.
It's okay to be happy in our trials. To happily endure. To grieve for loss or struggles and to then move forward with faith.
There's always something to be happy about.
Like these pictures! :)
Faith, not fear!