PATIENCE AND PAINS

Could our pain result in persevering palpable patience? Because everyone has peculiar hurts; and its seemingly useless if our pains are just a rite of passage into ‘maturity’. There’s a better option though:

Be assured and understand that the trial and proving of your faith bring out endurance and steadfastness and patience. (James 1:3; AMP)

So when we’re tempted to think our hearts hurt too much and we can survive no more, remember that patience, steadfastness, deep strength is to be borne from our pain, as well as exemplary leadership for as many as come behind us.

And [also] most of the brethren have derived fresh confidence in the Lord because of my chains and are much more bold to speak and publish fearlessly the Word of God [acting with more freedom and indifference to the consequences]. (Phil 1:14; AMP)

How great would it be to ascertain that someone damned the consequences and chose the right path because of your choice to forge ahead regardless of the battles being constantly fought in your mind?

True fulfillment comes when we discover that our aches and struggles have resulted in the dawn of a new day in the hearts of others; the naissance of great things to come in several packages of fearlessness.

Let us hold our heads high as disseminators of true strength!

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