The Struggle

Things have been going really well in my life these days. I am now a level three nursing student (praise God!) and I am well on my way to becoming a nurse. I just finished school on Monday and am already excited about the next semester and all the fun it will bring, but I can't help being sad at the same time.

I have made so many wonderful friends along this journey and I am so thankful for God's blessing, but it's going to end. In two short semesters we will all be pinned and will go our separate ways, and that makes me extremely sad. More sad than I was to graduate high school. I, in fact, was so ready to graduate high school that I didn't even cry! I was elated to move on from my small town life and become someone. But this is so different. I feel like these people are my family. It sounds so incredibly cheesy, but we have laughed and cried together and above all we've struggled together. This I feel is what brings human beings together. The struggle. The ebb and flow of life that can put you on top of a mountain and then bring you to your knees.

I think God intends for it to be this way. There's nothing like having a hand to hold or a shoulder to lean on in time of trouble and strife. It's even better to have someone to celebrate with when you've crossed the finish line. You can look at one another and say, "We did it." I've had the same feeling lately with Maury. I was sitting next to him one evening and I thought to myself, "Look at how far we've come."

And that makes me think, it's all about the struggle. Without struggle there would be no lessons learned or bonds formed between people. And I think Christianity is like a struggle. If we were perfect in every way and had nothing to work hard for, what would be the point?

I have definitely struggled a lot in my life lately. School, my relationship, my personal issues and problems. But I can look back on those struggles and say to my self with relief "I did it," and that, I think, God smiles upon.