Don’t Give Up

It’s been a year now my boy was called home to be with the Lord.

I found myself cleaning the house. It started off as a gloomy day but the sun did peak through gently. Long enough for me to step outside and start a little workout.

I have neglected myself and my self care for a very long time but today was…let’s say a little different. I had a little extra push.

As I started my own little routine of push-ups, ab crunches and body squats. I decided to do a pyramid down from 24 minus 2 for each round.

By the time I was at 18 reps I was already talking myself out of finishing what I started.

It started to become too much and my body started to fatigue. No way was I going to finish this. What was I thinking?

Suddenly, in a small still voice I could hear “don’t give up, keep going.”

Is this what my son experienced when he was working on his recovery? Did he have a plan but then it became too difficult? Was that why he would have multiple relapses? I began to get choked up as I was pushing through this difficult task I set out to do.

I heard that soft little voice again “don’t give up, keep going. “

I did. I kept pushing through and what I realized was that by the time I got to 10 reps each I no longer thought or felt it was difficult. It was like my body and my mind connected and instead of giving up I pushed through it and finished what I set out to do.

I prayed for God to help me finish what I had started. I prayed that I wouldn’t let my boy down and give up when it became difficult.

I guess we are all so easy to give up when things in our lives are or become difficult but today I learned a very important lesson. Don’t give up! Things do get better.