I’ve been thinking about perseverance lately. That in each and every moment, despite my raging emotions, I can choose my reactions.
I can calm a storm with a silent pause and prayer, or I can rumble and bolt in a desperate display.
More times than I’d like to admit, I still choose poorly. I choose exasperation, when I’ve reached the end of myself.
Yet, there have been a growing number of moments where I actually choose wisely, and this shift has made a huge difference. Enough that I look back and stand in awe.
When I let go of the “me-factor” in a moment, and surrender to the “Jesus-factor” that is alive and at work in me, well, wow. It really does change things. Peace shows up. Joy. Endurance for the moment.