Things are hard right now. Hard is okay sometimes. Hard makes us appreciate those many times we have the opposite (which is still what I actually have even when I think I have it hard—I know this; I really do.) I guess Hard’s counterpart spoils us a little, doesn’t it? So, I’m here trying to handle Hard. Trying to learn from Hard. Trying to be patient with Hard.
When Moriah was born just over a year ago, I expected Hard in the beginning. All new territory, so much to learn, the feeding issues . . . oh, those feeding issues! Add in several other factors, and I knew Hard would be a close companion for a while. But then Easy showed up for a very pleasant late summer/fall, and I kind of got used to that. I mean, visiting with Easy was just wonderful! I honestly wasn’t expecting Hard to return again, especially so soon, and I am surprised to have seen more of Hard in the past six months than the first six.
Although there have been countless blessings and I wouldn’t trade this new path for anything, this journey is worrisome at times (right now), it is beyond my control (try as I might!), it has been exhausting these last months (to put it mildly), and lately I cannot seem to navigate so well.
But the God of my journey promises me that
. . . for those who love God all things work together for good, for those who are called according to his purpose. Romans 8:28
All things, even the hard, or maybe especially the hard. So I take a deep breath and remind myself that Hard is not my enemy . . . not even when she shows up unannounced, invites herself in and makes plans to stay indefinitely.
Hard is a blessing in disguise. Hard forces me to look beyond the fallacy of “my own strength.” Hard is working for my good, whether it seems like it or not.