A dear friend sent me a clip of a song called “Blessings” the other day. The song got me thinking about how difficult it can be to see the blessing in those things in life that challenge us to the deepest level. To see light in that which bring us only darkness, knocking us to our knees and scraping the rawness of our core.
Laura Story – “Blessings”
Cause what if Your blessings come through raindrops?
What if Your healing comes through tears
What if a thousand sleepless nights
Are what it takes to know You’re near?
What if trials of this life
Are Your mercies in disguise?
When in the midst of a struggle, all we can see is the struggle.
When climbing to the top of the hill, we can’t even begin to fathom that there is another side. And when yearning for the future to be here in the now, we can barely grasp on to the concept of all this struggle being a blessing.
Yet, what if it is?
What if the callouses that cover every once soft piece of our heart will later protect us from emotional demise? What if the determination we find at the bottom of our desperation is the one thing that keeps us going when the world needs our brilliance and we are empty of desire to try anymore? And what if the months and years we spent healing our bodies, our spirits, our relationships, and our lives shape us into the mothers we need to be for the next Mozart?
We cannot see over the hill. We cannot see where all these heart aches and heart breaks will lead us. However, perhaps it is time to stop momentarily, sip water from our flask of hope, and ponder how one day we will look back on all the pain and see that the new life it brought forth was our own.
What if trials in this life are our mercies in disguise?