To the world, I may look confident and strong, but that is
not always the case. But it is also not a façade. Any confidence or strength I
show comes from a careful balance of being honest with myself, from an awareness
of who I am.
I am weak and fragile. I feel fear and anxiety. I hurt and
experience pain. I cry. I get confused and frustrated. I am overwhelmed and intimidated.
I don’t have all the answers, nor do I know what the road ahead will entail.
And what I do know is often daunting.
I know the path will be difficult. I know it will be steep
and narrow. I know it will be lonely at times. I know there will be boulders
and obstacles blocking my way. I know I don’t have the solutions, at least not
yet, to overcome those barriers. I know I lack the strength to complete the
journey on my own.
But I also know the strength will come, not all at once, but
in the moments when I need it most. I know I am not alone. And with that
knowledge, I will step into the arena. I will push forward. Oh God, direct my
steps.
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