Alive and Believing

Believing.
Sometimes it seems, a hard thing to do. Maybe it is just me, but daily there seems to be, barriers. Hurdles of sorts that I have to leap, to get to the level of belief, where I can smile and face the challenges of life head on, while not suffering defeat.

Without my belief, leveled up sufficiently, I flounder around, never really accomplishing anything. When it is high, freely, I can smile.

I know that whatever comes my way, is for my benefit. What is meant, for my harm becomes my benefit and I become more than a conqueror, more and more. Everyday, ever increasing glory. Today surely, I can handle more than this time last year.

It has become essential to take time first thing, in the morning. I must eat. Not biscuits and gravy with a bacon on the side. But to munch on the message of grace. The Gospel. It fills me, completely. How can I go without.

So I go on. Believing. Regardless of the 'evidence' against it all. I believe. Therefore I am. Believing. Alive.