Strength

Strength

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,

my courage,

my determination…

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.

Hilary Weeks

P.S.  And just in case you need to hear that you have strength…

You. Do.