Sometimes we stand and watch “it” come. “Yeah, this is going to hurt. I’m probably not going to make it out of this one.” At the terrible moment of impact all of the scenarios have been run and in this moment, it seems obvious that the collision will unhinge, break and destroy all that we know and love.
Then, in the chaos of impact and the spraying debris your mind alerts you to the checklist that is rapidly updating, “body, intact. spirit, no damage. foe, disintegrated. losses, minimal to none.”
The dust settles and indeed, you are still standing. Minutes pass and the feeling of “this isn’t real, I’m dreaming” takes a back seat to a truth that you barely believe. You made it.
Isn’t this what you had hoped for? To make it on the other side of tragedy with no lasting damage? Now it has happened and the only lingering evidence of this great and frightful gift of survival is the debris of the assault, strewn about your feet like heavy confetti.
No matter what you have come through, do not doubt that your seeming fragile frame of humility and quiet love is actually an impenetrable fortress guarded by your steadfast assurance in a God who has equipped and empowered you to overcome all adversity.
Battles are messy. There will be evidence of scars in the physical and emotional. However at your core, your spirit, your soul, your center.. you are unbreakable.
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