Strength to Strength

It was another Monday morning. I lay on my side in bed, staring at the clock on my nightstand. I did not want to get up. I was so tempted to pull the covers up over my face and hide myself from the world for who knows how long. However, I sat up, got out of bed, and stumbled to the bathroom. I stared at my puffy face in the mirror. My eyes were so red from crying endlessly the night before. I turned the shower on and began my morning routine. I remember crying the whole way through my routine for several days in a row. In those moments, I had to remind myself of God’s truth and just keep going.   In my own strength, I knew that I would never have gotten up out of that bed. But,  in God’s strength , I made it through that day—that week—that month—to where I am today.    God, being the wonderful, wise, loving Father that He is, does not overload us by showing us every single step He wants us to take. He just shows us one step at a time, and He gives us the strength for...