Every day is a struggle. Every day I struggle. At times, the struggles are frustrating. They can be overwhelming, annoying, and so draining. At times, my struggles are relentless, relentless to the point I just want to quit. I just want to give in, give up. The struggles beat me down. Wear me out. Why won’t they relent? Why do I have to daily endure these challenges, these testings, these struggles? Why can’t I have at least a little peace? At least a little rest once in a while? The struggles can consume me, engulf me at times. They never truly stop, they never truly let up. They are constant. I know that they are forever a part of my life. OK. It’s OK. The struggles exist. They aren’t leaving. The struggle can be beautiful. The struggle is beautiful. In the midst of the chaotic struggle, I have learned to find beauty. I have learned to use the struggle for my benefit. I have learned to use the struggle as fuel for my fire. The beautiful struggle. Some way. Some how. I continue on. I will continue on. Through the storm. Through the chaos. Through the weakness. Through the pain. Through the frustration. Through the loneliness. Through the anxieties. Through the struggle. I can’t quit. I won’t quit. I will walk on. March on. Run on. One step at a time. One task at a time. One day at a time. I will learn in, through, and from the beautiful struggle. I will grow. Mature. Change. I will become better. Stronger. More driven. More focused. More disciplined. I will overcome. I will win. I will share. I will endure with gratitude. I am thankful for you, my beautiful struggle.
