Count the Wins

I know I wrote last week about how it’s important to take breaks, but it’s also important to keep fighting. The battle doesn’t just stop because you need to take a breath. It’s important to come back to things, and not just table them for eternity. But, I do know how frustrating it can be to keep fighting. How hard it is to keep going when it seems like there’s not end. That’s why we need to count the wins.

With the nausea that I’ve been having I never actually get sick. Except for that one time… It Sunday morning, I’m about to go and check sound etc. for the offertory I said I would do, and I actually got sick. I really didn’t know what to do. My inclination was to just go home, but I knew I didn’t have the stomach flu or anything, so I should be fine to stay if I just kept a level head. I decided to stay for first service, and if I got any worse I’d go home. I knew everyone would understand if I had to back out. I kept calm, made it through both services, and did what I had to do. I didn’t back down, I moved forward, and I won.

In situations like those I tend to get discouraged for letting myself get so bad I feel sick, but this time was different. This time I was determined, and I was proud of what I had done. I didn’t let feeling sick keep me from doing what I had to do. This time, I won