(via Whitney English)
Sometimes struggle is part of the story.
It’s not easy to accept struggle in my own life but it’s even harder to stand by and watch someone I love in a struggle. For one, it’s costly emotionally, but beyond that, it’s difficult to quiet the fixer in me. When I feel a person’s hurt I immediately look for answers. I want to help them out of their struggle. NOW.
But what if they need to feel the pain. What if they need to lean into their hurt in order to move through it?
What if part of the struggle is part of their story?
Over the past two months I’ve heard about several life changing catastrophes happening in the lives of people I care about. The other morning while I was praying for some of these things, I found myself searching for ways to fix a situation, or for ways to bring hope to someone else…because I don’t want anyone to feel unnecessary pain.
But what if, like me, the struggle is part of their story and they don’t need a fix?
I wrote this in my journal that day…
For days this darkness encroaches until it permeates everything.
I keep hearing tragic stories that knock the breath out of me.
So much loss. So much pain.
I strain in the darkness to see joy, but like fireflies at dusk, she blinks bright and disappears just at the moment I reach for her.
So this morning I’ll stop trying. Sitting here with open palms, I won’t try to grasp for light.
I’ll let my eyes adjust to the dark.
I feel my breath, in and out…
And I thank you for breath.
I let my heart hurt for those who are hurting and I pray for your peace over their lives as they live through the struggle-
Because surely the struggle is a part of their story.
Chances are, if you aren’t hurting yourself, someone you love is hurting. Do you find it hard to accept pain as part of the story?
Sending you love today my sweet friends