Strong

Sometimes it’s hard being strong.  Some days I want to fade in to the shadows and not lead the fight.  Sometimes I wish I count block out for a bit and have someone else step in.

Instead tonight I choose to be thankful that no matter who strong I am, God is always stronger.  And even better, he doesn’t want me standing alone. 

I am thankful for the privilege to be able to care for my loved ones, no matter how hard.  Because really the thing that matters in how I lived my life, is how much I’ve loved.  Could I live like Jesus?  Can you see him in me?  If not, then my work here is not yet done. ❤