Love perseveres….1 Corinthians 13:7b
Not only so, but we also glory in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope. Romans 5:3-5
Therefore confess your sins to each other and pray for each other so that you may be healed. The prayer of a righteous person is powerful and effective. James 5:16
Jesus looked at them and said, “With man this is impossible, but with God all things are possible.” Matthew 19:26
It is time to air out some dirty laundry. Throughout my childhood the word “perseverance” may as well have been the word “Olympian” because both were non existent in my life. I distinctly remember trying a variety of sports/activities/hobbies on for size. But there was a common thread which determined whether my interest would dwindle or ignite. The difficulty and amount of work required. When I learned piano lessons involved hours of practicing outside of the actual lesson, I told my Mom this wasn’t for me. Neither was ballet, or gymnastics, for the same reason. In college, I knew I wanted to do a music major, but when Theory class came around, I quit. The class was extremely difficult and so I considered other options which were easier to me. As an adult, the above word has been evident in my life. Although mainly because I was forced into it.
My most recent “must persevere moments” have been due to our now 7 week old baby girl. The last nine months before she was born, I puked. Nearly every day and usually multiple times. But I had to persevere. When she has been screaming non stop for 15 minutes and my only wish is for 2 hours of straight sleep at night, I have to persevere. The above two are “forced perseverence” opportunities, but the one I am currently struggling with I have brought upon myself. One word-Weightloss. Getting rid of the baby weight involves self control in my diet, hard work with the “Daily Burn video’s” each morning, and an ability to continue doing it even when the scale proves disheartening. This last Thursday I was ready to go back to my childhood piano playing mindset and let the baby weight stay.
I cried to my friends as I told them of my weeks of work and the scale showed only 1 pound less. My discouragement was at a 10. My hope was at a 0. My heart needed much. And so they prayed. For strength to continue the hard work. For help, healing and comfort from the Father. For my spirit to be lifted with quick results. Ultimately-they exemplified how “love perseveres”. Because they cared for me, they would not let me quit. But they would let me be encouraged through their caring prayers of hope.
And through their prayers the Holy Spirit comforted my deep wounded soul. And I know nothing is impossible with God. And so I continue on this difficult journey. It may take more time than I would want. It may take more work than I would want. It may take more mustering up of discipline and self control than I would want. But I trust God. And His Word. And know through this perseverance, there is character and hope on the horizon.
What are you currently needing to persevere? Will you ask friends to pray with you to help you endure?
Who can you give encouragement and hope to in order to show you love them and are with them in their struggle?
© 2012 Standing on Peace