These days are strange and they wear my soul thin. There is no stability, no sense anymore. The fight continues to find betterment and joy. I suppose that is what life is truly about-- finding the truth and the better part of our lives. All the while, choosing joy even when we don't feel it. That is the hard part, the hard reality.
Another day passes and I find myself defiant against the things it throws at me. I defy my own thoughts of worthlessness, aloneness, bitterness and anger. I defy. These days will not break me; they will not take me away from chasing my God-given dream. I defy... even if that dream never becomes reality. These days will not win. Ever.
I am stronger than the day I live through. I am smarter than the lies that try to convince me. I am hopeful in my defiance-- that someday, all the struggling I've been through (and so many others, it's not just me) will be looked upon with grace and understanding.
“Shall I tell you what the real evil is? To cringe to the things that are called evils, to surrender to them our freedom, in defiance of which we ought to face any suffering.” - Seneca Roman philosopher, mid-1st century AD
I am strong.
I am DEFIANT.
"I believe in the sun, even when it's not shining. I believe in love, even when I feel it not. I believe in God, even when He is silent." - Unknown
Brice
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