I am going through a hard season right now. I found out that I don't really know much about my feelings. I love work. I can get so caught up in it and the constant doing doing doing, and I just push my emotions down. I don't stop to think about them, I don't stop at all.
Well, I didn't stop before this year. I do now. I don't really have much of a choice. It is so nice to be able to slow down, way down. I haven't let myself do that since, man, probably middle school. Its been too long.
It so paradoxical that God uses the hard times in our life to make us better, to grow us. Plants grow in good conditions, why wouldn't humans?
What is it about us?
What makes us grow when everything around us pushes us down,
When the ground is hard and the air is cold,
When the night takes forever and the day is dull?
What is it about us?
What makes us different from the flowers and grass,
When the environment says no and we keep trying to reach up,
When everything is nothing and we manage to go on?
What is it about us that is so special?
