February 14th, 2012
I have it. Not all the time. And not even in the most important moments. But I have strength. I know I do.
It's just that sometimes my strength,
get buried under a heap of doubt and fear.
I'm so grateful, when I'm trapped under that mound, trying to find my way up and out, that good friends follow promptings to be a source of strength. I'm grateful they remind me that I'm strong. When I forget, they remember. When I can't see it, they do.
This reminder came today.
I printed it immediately.
…and hung it in a place where I can read it every day.
P.S. And just in case you need to hear that you have strength…