Grit, the stubborn refusal to be crushed or conquered by adversity, and the unquenchable intention to heal from, to grow through [it].
Grace, the extension of kindness to myself, my family and to others, no matter what our differences
Gratitude, the most effective antidote for discouragement, bitterness, cynicism
Grit is developed in the trenches of adversity, and I am well acquainted with adversity. My lived experience as an 8-year-old with cancer, then as a young mom facing heart failure and transplant 30 years later taught me the value of that stubborn refusal to be crushed, conquered by adversity and the import of cultivating an unquenchable intention to heal from, to grow through [it].
Truly, no struggle; no grit.
Gratitude has not come easily to me in the living of the ‘pandemic daily’ though I recognize it is incredibly important to the preservation of my emotional wellness and the cultivation of that unquenchable intention to heal, to grow.
This forced pause has created time a plenty for reflection on the faithfulness of God across my lifetime, in these moments, and with regard to my hopes for the future. It is His faithfulness that has proven time and time again to be the firm foundation of the simplest prayer of my heart: thank you, Jesus.
I’ve spent time sitting with, leaning into these questions:
Would I be who I am, who I’ve become without what I believe are custom made adversities?
Would I have the grit and grace to face whatever come what may, the grit and grace that actually makes the trials not merely tolerable, but profitable?
My answer is a resounding no!
Each adversity, each trial has been used for God’s glory and my good; He has made me real, Velveteen Rabbit real, and that’s a beautiful though painful process.
There is no doubt that this pandemic has tried, challenged, and devastated me. The fact remains that my response to a situation that injected uncertainty, exposed vulnerabilities, and triggered feelings of helplessness is a choice, my choice.