The fight

If you ask me how me how I'm doing, I don't really know how to anwser that question. Some days I am well and my soul feels free. Other days I feel, trapped, suffocated, it hurts. This awkward feeling of knowing there is freedom and healing in Christ, and still being on my journey to healing. And pain is beauty. I don't think this juxtaposition of joy and pain will never not be evident, at least this side of heaven. I am doing my best to cling to Him, to heal, to trust. To trust He is going to use all this pain for HIS good I have too choose to fight. There are days I want to give up... Throw in the towel. But in Christ there is no defeat. Scripture reminds us over and over again to fight the good fight, to cling to Him. Too not loose hope. That we are always going to be walking through some sort of trial or refiners fire. So I encourage you today weather you are flying and are full of joy or if you are drowning and see no way out. Cling to Him, He is your only source of strength and hope that will never ever fail you. Choose to fight:)