We tend to begrudge the idea and experience of discomfort. We label unfamiliar as discomfort and belabor the growing pains that come more from the resistance to change than actual change. Some of this is how we have survived the course of evolution and some of it is just habitual thinking. Yet everyone who has ever found themselves in a growth phase with any level of awareness deeper than just the actual physical experience can tell you, it is those moments that we find out who we are and what we are made of. It is why we love the stories of heroes and the people who survive and thrive despite all evidence to the contrary. It is why our heart sings with joy when we watch other people stand up after falling down, rebuild after having their house destroyed in a storm, or cheer when the underdog team wins the final game. There is a place inside our hearts that contains the tenacity of hope. It is there when we dare to take another deep breath after letting go of all the breath we had in us just a moment ago. It is there with each heart pump compelling us to move forward no matter what terrible projections our mind’s conjure up of how it is all going to end badly. This tenacity is not known to us until we find ourselves in a situation we do not think we can survive. The mind is ready to give up but the heart keeps tenaciously pumping hope into our system. It is why we feel the tinge of recognition pull on our heartstrings when we see it happen for other people. God invites us to get to know this tenacity of hope which keeps us in the flow of life and ready to handle more with the courage of our hearts than our minds can imagine.
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