Life is a journey, the saying goes, with all the ups and downs, bumps and bruises. This was originally posted on September 17, 2010 when life was a little rough. Life can get a little rough
I can attest to that in oh so many ways. I have a question, however, is it supposed to be a journey we plan, or more like a voyage on a battered ship that has lost it’s way?
I’m not complaining…okay, maybe a little…for without the many crests and waves that have tossed me about, I would never have grown into the person I am today. The problem is; where I am today (physically speaking) is no where near where I would have chosen to be (physically speaking).
Don’t get me wrong, I know many who find themselves in way worse situations than I am currently in…situations that have left them hopeless, so I count my blessings, and they are many.
One of the greatest lessons I have ever learned, which came in a crisis no doubt, was that life is difficult. So simply and obvious, but that statement, delivered in a matter-of-fact manner, changed the way I viewed life, and in it’s own way, made my life less difficult.
It’s not that I didn’t know that life was difficult. I knew first hand how tough it could be. I just didn’t know that is was the path travelled by all things breathing. So I stopped expending so much time and energy trying to make it not difficult, which allowed me the freedom to enjoy, (and I use that term loosely), the ride I was on.
Did it get any easier after that? Nope. It just became more manageable.
Though I didn’t expound on the challenges I am facing today, (you can fill in the blanks), I just want to leave with a word of encouragement to myself and those who are reading…it’s a faith journey…one of trust, hope and learning about oneself and our many fellow travelers. For without this aspect of life, the aspect called adversity, there would be no growth.
And if there was no growth then what would be the purpose?