Took a few minutes for reading today. On the couch, under a blanket, hot tea in hand, a muddy cat on my legs.
And as I was reading, I was moved by this:
"Hurricanes can strike us all, one way or another. Even those who are outside the natural hurricane belt may be subject to hurricanes of the spirit, the heart. And there is only one way to meet any kind of hurricane: batten down, ride it out, face it with courage." -Gladys Taber
I must ask:
"Can I ride this out? Can I face this with courage to the end? Some would say I'm strong, but I'm really not. Though I am cocooned in God, I seem to wriggle out of it far too often.". . . doubt.
But then a good friend just reminded me today:
" . . . leaning on God and allowing Him to cocoon you in is the most courageous way to live.
It means going against what the world tells you."
And so . . .
I will hold on- the storm must blow over someday. And then?
I will rebuild with courage, too.