Keep showing up. It is more than a mantra or motivational statement. It is more than lofty ideal. It is truth for weary hearts. Life slams the brakes, and things begin to fall apart in multiple areas. You think it’s more than you can bear, but you make a choice to forge ahead. There’s a funny thing about tenacity and perseverance. They show up when we’re most likely to throw in the towel. When you choose to keep showing up, you build resolve and solid-rock hope.
Showing up to life when the chips are down is a challenge. Showing up to life when things are messy and painful takes courage. Showing up to life when you don’t feel like it, takes will power. Life has been a lot like that for me, and maybe it’s that way for you too. I’ll spare you all the details, but this much I know is true. We cannot give up now. We cannot lose hope now. We cannot throw in the towel now. We are on the edge of breakthrough even when it looks like all hell is breaking loose against us.
I don’t have a three-step plan on how to make it through the tougher parts of life. All I have to offer is hope. Hope that we will make it. Hope that God will come and sustain us. Hope that the ache threatening to overtake us will soon subside. When you choose to keep showing up, find the faith of your muscle tested and strengthened.
I’ll be honest with you. The fiery trials of life are overwhelming at times and make me want to duck my head into the sand, but I can’t. This business of living the overcoming life occurs as we overcome, not as we give up. It’s the pushing against the resistance and wading through the deep that builds our ability to persevere. What we thought we could not survive becomes the thing that catapults us to internal victory over external circumstance. More and more I see these trials are overcome one day and one step at a time.
When I keep choosing to show up, my perspective shifts. I see that what concerns me will not sweep over me, if I deliberately choose to face it head on. A cloud of witnesses who bear me up in prayer surrounds me. They give me courage to keep moving forward. They lean into life with me and pull me up when strength fails. Community helps me gather strength for the journeys I have to walk, the ones where my heart and soul traverse the edge of sorrow, hurt, and disappointment. Holding faith in God gives me stamina to endure. I am not alone.
When I choose to keep moving forward, I become empowered. My feeble knees are steadied, and my heart is renewed. Sometimes it’s the moving forward that breaks the chain of whatever has been holding me back. Sometimes the showing up is an answer to the prayer to make it one more day. At just the right time, the breakthrough comes; so I’ll just keep showing up. Whatever walls are trying to keep me in will come tumbling down. I’ll blow the horn of faith and keep showing up.
How about you? How has showing up increased your capacity to do and be more than you thought you could? I’d love to hear your stories.
This post is a part of my 31 Days of Writing challenge and the second half of the lemonade stories. There are more stories to tell and moments of when to live through. It’s all about taking the sour things of life and reframing them to find the sweetness of faith, hope, and resilience. I hope you’ll join me on this month-long journey. You’ll also find me sharing bits and pieces on my Twitter andIG accounts. I’d love to see you here, and you can also subscribe to my blog/newsletter here.