Strength to Climb Mountains

No wonder I'm so tired. I've been climbing mountains for 60 years. (So why are my thighs still flabby?)

Struggles are never fun in the moment. And I've had my struggles. Childhood wasn't easy. Childraising isn't easy. Life has never been easy.

Some days I wonder if I'll make it through to the next, and some days I really don't care if I do. And some days I cry out to God because I simply don't know how to go on.

But God has carried me over tall mountains and through dark valleys, even when I couldn't take another step in my own power. Every moment of heartache, loneliness, and defeat has served to lead me into the loving arms of my Father, and for that I will forever be grateful.