
Today is my mom's birthday. I love her.
We talked this morning and got onto the subject of growing through the rough times in life vs. coping and gritting our teeth through them. It is so much easier (in a strange way) to cope. To take a deep breath and plunge in rather than looking around for a solution or drawing on the strength to swim. It's easier to curl up until the storm passes than to put on a coat and boots and go out into the pounding rain.
I don't think we're always meant to fight the battles. Sometimes God wants us to hide in him while he fights them. But sometimes we need to take the lessons we've learned in the past and actually apply them. I want to do more than cope. I want to live and thrive.
Happy Birthday, mom. :)





