“Prosperity has its pitfalls. It can make us fat and dull, turning us into people of mediocre faith”
This has always been one of my fears. I’m not sure why because God has always felt perfectly comfortable pouring on the hardships (be it brain surgery, AIDS, financial downfalls, cross country moves, long distance husbands…I could continue).
Yet, while I’m aware of the hard times (and was mildly aware growing up) they’ve never felt that big, or hard, or scary to me.
I think that’s why ‘prosperity’ scares me. Sometimes I feel like surely a ball is going to drop and life is going to get real hard.
Paying no mind to the fact that we’ve failed at juggling years ago.
It’s a testament to my parents faith and love. They are spiritually ambidextrous. Faithful in the good times and bad, love flowing and life living through the easy and hard.
And hard isn’t so hard when you have faith and family.
Hard times come, and come, nothing is ever smooth sailing for our family. Althought that is a common misconception due to all the love.
I’m not praying for hard times, I don’t have to, they will come or I will manage to make them myself.
I do pray for the ability to be spiritually ambidextrous To learn to live in the valley and peaks with unwavering faith and love.
Mediocrity isn’t an option.