Have you ever sat down to list your failings, your weaknesses, your hard times? Why bother? We do that in our heads every day. I should have; why didn’t I? These words go on and on, rattling our brains with their yowling.
But let’s take a moment to look at our strengths. Oh, there is a new thought. Imagine us being positive.
When I did this little exercise I realized that sometimes strengths and weaknesses have the same root. They are the same thing. Sixteen years as a bulimic put me in a position to help others, write the book “Meeting Myself, Snippets for a Binging and Bulging Mind” and gave me a story to tell that was unlike any other.
The same is true of “The Pregnant Pause of Grief”, the first three months of widowhood. If we are willing to walk through our hard times, God will use them for our good and the good of others.
Dear friends, do not be surprised at the fiery ordeal that has come on you to test you, as though something strange were happening to you. (1 Peter 4:12, NIV)
Prayer – Dear God, thanks for our struggles because without them, we would not have stumbled across our strengths. Amen