Today I asked myself am I thriving or surviving?
This little question sparked some pondering. After all, it’s been a fulfilling year in so many ways and I lean toward a thriving answer! Why, even somber reflection illuminates where I have certainly walked in thriving shoes, even during some difficult times. But there’s that nagging question about the moments and issues where “survival” is the operative mode.
“How can I better do ‘survival‘ in the future, Lord?” I ask.
Isn’t “survival” the place we go when we don’t know what else to do? Some of us fuss, complain, and get irritated or maybe we trust and hope that we will make the right choices and reach our hand out for strength, wisdom, mercy and grace.
…The hand. The extension of an arm…a connection…help. David speaks of the hand in Psalm 139:7-10.
Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence? If I go up to the heavens you are there, if I make my bed in the depths you are there. If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea – even there your hand will guide me your right hand will hold me fast.
“Hold me fast?” What does that mean?
Another translation (NLT) says “your strength will support me.” – Yes! Your strength will support me!
Support. Oh let’s take it, friends. When we walk in survival mode can’t we trust that his hand, his right hand,will hold us fast and support us?
Isn’t the journey from surviving to thriving the path of those who thrive? As long we have his support we can hope in a positive direction. Is that not where grace and mercy are brilliantly evident?
There are times when everything is wonderful and “thrive” is the name of the game, but there’s no shame in the survival areas of my life. They spur me toward greater satisfaction and fulfillment and gratitude if I let them and if I remember the “right hand that holds me fast”.
Sincere prayers that you cling to the supporting “right hand” whether it’s a thriving or surviving day! ~Madge