I am excited to have her here for a week. We haven't seen each other in two years. The last visit wasn't under the best of circumstances. Sometimes when one goes through a traumatic period, the ensuing years bring back a flood of memories tied to that date on a calendar.
Today I am happy to say, we, both of us simply plowed ahead. We didn't let a road bump derail us. I am proud to be in a much better place and so is she. It's easy to look around us and see where hard things have devastated people. Meaning stopped them in their tracks, or derailed them completely.
It is understandable. If it were easy to get back up and plow ahead, everyone would do it. I don't know if it's just stubbornness, fear or tenacity, but I'm glad I have it. I say I have it, not to brag or say I'm better than someone else, I say it because it comes from somewhere outside myself.
It is definitely a God thing. He has a plan for my life, all our lives. I am blessed to have a curious, teachable spirit. To let down your walls, admit you don't have the answers and listen to others, even when, no, especially when it's painful, is like fertilizer on a garden. It may taste bad going down, but the growth you can realize is worth it.
Proverbs 16:18 Tells us; “Pride goes before destruction, a haughty spirit before a fall.” I believe this is true because pride keeps us from growing and learning from our mistakes. In fact it creates an atmosphere of denial. If we are not growing, we are shrinking. Becoming stiff necked if you will. Stiff things break in the face of a storm.
I may bend, I may fall over, but I will not break. My roots run deep from the many, many times they've had to hold me when I wanted to be blown away. Fantasizing the freedom to grow as tall as my roots are deep.