God is my strength and power: and He makes my way perfect. He makes my feet like hinds’ feet: and sets me upon my high places.
– 2 Samuel 22:33-34
“And so, lifting as we climb, onward and upward we go, struggling and striving, and hoping that the buds and blossoms of our desires will burst into glorious fruition ere long. With courage, born of success achieved in the past, with a keen sense of the responsibility which we shall continue to assume, we look forward to a future large with promise and hope.”
– Mary Church Terrell, Pioneer of the Women’s Suffrage Movement
At birth, we are endowed with the resilience to rise. As we go about our human development, this intuitive capability is both tested and strengthened time and time again. We experience joy and pain; triumph and defeat; the welcoming embrace of feeling complete, the desperate agony of feeling alone. Even in our most vulnerable moments, somehow, we muster up enough strength and courage to try again…love again…hope again…feel again.
Oftentimes I have asked myself, But where does that come from? How is it that I am able to arise from my bed of worry, loss, despondency and fight for my life? Who taught me that? Life and circumstance has provided this answer.
God is at the center of it ALL.
Life and circumstance have brought words on the pages of my most sacred book to life; nourishing my soul, healing my wounds, and tending to my anguished calls. In both the deafening stillness and chaos of life and circumstance, my inner being…that part of me that connects to my Creator, my God, my Strength feasts upon the words: “In Him [I] live, and move, and have [my] being…for [I] am also His offspring.”(Acts 17:28) Through these words, I am both comforted and reminded of the unbreakable bond of love between God and I. The mother in me understands the fortitude held within the bond of parent and child…especially father and daughter. Because I am the offspring of God, just as a doting daughter with her earthly father, I can position myself in His presence and find safety.
Sadly, I have encountered women who face life and circumstance passively. Somehow, the innate encryption of resiliency has been reengineered to accept loss, hurt, and isolation as an inevitable way of being. It is true that loss, hurt and isolation are essential parts of human development; however, it was never meant to be a constant.
As a sisterhood of sojourners on this path of life, we must endear the responsibility of being encouragers one to another. This does not require titles or degrees. Oftentimes, it may just be a brief, loving reminder to a sister of her family tree. A reminder that she is the offspring of The Most High God; and as His daughter she has certain inalienable privileges that neither tribulation, nor distress, nor persecution, nor famine, nor nakedness, nor peril, nor sword can penetrate (Romans 8:35).
Make it YOUR mission to LIFT AS YOU CLIMB!