It's true. Life is hard. I feel like I am constantly reminded of this it seems like this year. But also it's is weird. I would say running and school are going worse then ever, but I am still able to find happiness from those around me and joy in trying to be content.
"I know that there is nothing better for men than to be happy and do good while they live. That everyone may eat and drink, and find satisfaction in their toil- this is the gift of God. I know that everything God does will endure forever; nothing can be added to it and nothing taken from it."
I love this verse. It reminds me of this one.
"Why, you do not even know what will happen tomorrow. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes. Instead, you ought to say, "If it is the Lord's will, we will live and do this or that."
James 4: 14-15
So life is hard. And we will be constantly beat down day after day after day until we are so weak and humble and absolutely nothing. But really we aren't anything, right? I find myself laughing (at myself) when I think any success or glory or joy I had was because of my own hard work or persistence. I realize that I have done nothing and my life means NOTHING. The meaning is only created by the chance to inspire or love others or give God glory. And from this so much joy is found. And who cares what other people think- if someone doesn't like you there are billions of others who will.
Finally (to end this rant) I hope that I (and my 13 blog readers!) will find joy in each day doing only what we can do. Complete submission. I think this sometimes means laying on a blanket and looking at the wonderful autumn. Or doing nothing just to accept we are not in control. And choosing to do what is really really hard.