For those that read my blog yesterday you know that I spoke of going up the ladder, or falling down, and that I was purposing to move up. Well as much as I purpose things, it doesn't always happen that way because we live in a fallen world. Sometimes we are at the mercy of our circumstances.
Last night we had situations that caused us to fall down a few rungs on the ladder. As always, in the dark of the night, situations seem bleaker and the darkness loves to consume. I will admit, I cried myself to sleep. But this morning we feel refreshed and are taking steps to get ourselves back up at least one rung on the ladder. Any progress is progress....right?
Ryan used to put 10 lb weights on each ankle and run up Pikes Peak. Each time he ran it faster. He had incredible physical stamina. He definitely got that from his Dad. Well I feel like we are running up Pikes Peak with huge weights on our ankles. The weights try to keep us at the bottom. You can't always control being flung to the bottom, but you can control how long you stay there. Together, Tom and I are pulling each other up, one rung at a time, as the Lord reaches down and gives us the strength. I can't imagine doing this alone.
2 Corinthians 12:8-10
8 Three times I pleaded with the Lord to take it away from me. 9 But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness. ” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. 10 That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.