When The Hard Things Get Harder
Lately, being an adult has kind of felt like taking that first algebra class. Just when you’re starting to feel like you’ve got a grasp on growing up and learning, they go and change everything again. The math just aint mathin anymore ya know what I mean?
Life feels hard. And I’m talking beyond making sure I’m eating 32g of protien every morning, and drinking 72 ounces of water every day, and using retinol because I was born in the 1900s (thank you gen z). I’m talking college algebra hard.
My logical brain has to have an explanation. There’s got to be a reason right? The only logical explanation I can come up with is I must have been gifted to do hard things. Now let me start by saying this is not the gift I want. You can return that gift to sender.
That has to be the answer because in the last several years it feels like my life is full of hard things
Losing a parent, selling my childhood home, being unemployed more times than should be allowed, walking another parent through an incurable disease, and just trying to survive as a single girly out here in this economy. I could really use one of those monopoly cards that says just pass go, make your way around the board. And I wish I could say things are peachy keen now and I’m living my best life but that’s not my testimony. In fact, I think things are harder right now than they’ve ever been. Which kind of sucks honestly. I know it’s not just me though, tough times have been going around. So here’s what I do when the hard things get harder, I keep showing up. Sometimes a little hurt, broken, and exhausted, but I’m here. I hate that saying fake it til you make it. I’m not trying to fake anything. Maybe a better way to put it is faith it til you make it.
By faith, keep showing up to that job and doing your best
By faith, keep loving those people that are driving you crazy
By faith, keep standing, keep believing, and keep praying
Showing up is half the battle because by showing up you’re telling yourself you’re not giving up.
Sometimes things are just hard. For no reason or explanation. Kind of like algebra. But here’s what I do know, God will use those hard things in your life for your good.
Dear friend,
I see you. I see the things you’re walking through that you never imagined. I understand the pain this life brings sometimes can drag you down. I’m with you. But let me lift you up.
You’re built for this. Created for this. This time, this place, this season. No accidents and mistakes have been made here. God will not fail you, he’ll never leave you, or forsake you, he is always with you. And may the hard things you’re walking through be proof that the God of staying faith, lasting faith lives on the inside of you and built you to last. Kinda like the Stanley cup that survived that car fire, and the drink was still cold after —won’t he do it?!
Keep doing what you do, keep being who you are, keep showing up, and I’ll keep cheering you on.
Faith it til you make it baby!
Love,