Feeling weak? Here’s a poem about going to the gym of life!
Sometimes we past tests and then we plateau. When you feel week and start to fail life’s tests again, you may need to go back to the gym of life and “up your weights.”
I’m grateful for the chance to build my faith muscle.
In my future there will be no room for doubt or struggle.
God has called me to greatness; to be mighty in my destiny. There will be no time to be fearful or shaky in my belief.
With the plans God has for me, I will not succeed by being feeble. So building the muscle called strength is something I’m desperately in need of.
Because thick skin will be a requirement, no place to cry or hide.There will be rejection, setbacks and frenemies all around, opposition on every side.
I’m grateful for the opportunity, to build the muscle called wisdom. There will be many decisions to make, that can’t be undone.
To know when to speak versus pray, or to act versus to be still, is a skill I treasure. I desire to move with confidence and choose things that make me better.
To build the muscle called discipline, I’m thankful for too.
Because being consistent and having self-control is something I must do.
The word of God and the wisdom of those before me are my protein shakes. And the tests of life are my free weights.
Becoming equipped for my future is what I’m all about. And I can’t build these muscles unless I have a chance to work them out.
Although the road to building these muscles has been scary, confusing and sometimes unpleasant,I can’t stop lifting because I’m pressing towards the future me and can’t be intimidated by the present.