And I don’t have to be perfect. I just have to keep getting up, because anything worth having is worth breaking my heart over.
Its been a busy year. Too busy.
In his book The Screwtape Letters, C.S. Lewis refers to it as “the law of undulation”. It is the idea that everything about our human nature is cyclical: our relationships, our attitudes, our interests, our spirituality, our convictions.
I will begin with the end.
It may not be easy making mango sorbet from lemons. But when faced with the alternative of prune juice and a gang of angry cyclists, totally worth it.
On those days I read and pray I feel less anxious, less frustrated, less sorry for myself, more patient, kinder, happier. Nothing has changed, but things that usually overwhelm me don’t. And for me, that is huge.
I feel like I’ve learned a lot, grown a lot- and I’m not just talking about my pregnancy girth.
This life isn’t given to us as an opportunity prove our value. This life is an opportunity to prove what we value.
This life is too short to put off living. Its too precious not to see the silver lining even when its overcast.
“If an optimist had his left arm chewed off by an alligator, he might say, in a pleasant and hopeful voice, “Well, this isn’t too bad…”