The Daily Struggle

I write this for many who are like me, in the midst of an unexpected storm, a bewildering disappointment, a heart-breaking loss. I write for the tears that can't stop falling, even though we try to be strong, we try to move on, we listen to the voices that keep telling us 'the storm will be over, God knows best, pick up the pieces.' We listen and we understand and we believe... but the truth is... it's not that easy. It's not that easy to forget, for me, 9 years, for others a lifetime or for some, too little time.

I'm claiming the promises of God and believing that He'll see me through, I know He will, it's not too hard to believe that, but the difficulty lies in the daily struggle... waking up every day to the memory of what once was, to the loss of the only love you've ever known, to the pain and to the tears. The days suddenly seem much longer, you smile but it never reaches your eyes, and you wonder... for how long will it be like this.

For anyone who can identify with my pain right now, who's fighting a similar battle, let us just keep on going. Let's take it one day, one hour, one minute at a time. It's hard to see the sun rising over the horizon, when the sun just faded into darkness and misery, but let's keep the faith.

Our lives are not over, this may be a major setback, but we'll pull through. Let's embrace life with as much joy and enthusiasm and fire that we used to. Don't let your circumstances destroy your spirit. God is in control! It's okay to cry sometimes, it's okay to feel troubled but let's try and remember that it will get better. It's just a matter of time. The daily struggle will one day be over.

Written in 2007 by Dinah Hanson --- Accra, Ghana