“Allow perseverance to finish its work, so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything.” (James 1:4)
When I think of the word “perseverance”, I think of athletes, mathematicians and pilots—people who have to put in thousands of hours of deliberate practice to hone their skills.
The last person I think of is myself. Sometimes, though, it takes great perseverance just to get through each day.
To bathe and dress a squirming toddler when I’m eight months pregnant. To write an article when I’m sleep-deprived. To offer a friend my undivided attention during my toddler’s precious naptime. To be understanding and patient with my husband when I’m selfishly in need of a hug.
None of it comes easy. Rupi Kaur once wrote:
“What is stronger than the human heart which shatters over and over and still lives.”
The only thing I can think of that is stronger than the human heart is God. And when I’m feeling like I can’t get through another minute of a tortuous day, when I’m ready to give up and crawl into bed way before it’s socially acceptable for sleep, I think about God.
God as fuel in my empty tank. God as the charging station for my depleted batteries. God as the hand on my back, helping me as I walk uphill.
Even when you think you don’t have the perseverance, remember God and you will receive it.