Of course, there is no one whose life is perfect. There are no people whom with ease reach all their goals without bumping against obstacles and without kicking over barriers that try to snag them and to hinder them from the success that should be theirs. It may appear that some persons stroll about with glitter raining down on them and with golden rings easily within their grasp. But such is not the case. Anyone who is a success has worked at attaining that place, and although we may not see their struggle, rather see only the accomplishments, the smiles, and the accolades, be assured that difficulties have been a part of that life.

There are others, though, whose conflicts and wars are of such a nature that we see the negative results that pound about their heads. We see their violent storms–be they physical or spiritual–be they in some ways spawned by the very person upon whom the whirlwind blows, or not. We observe, and if we are close, and if we care enough to untitled (3 of 6)suffer, we nudge beside them and the hail pelts about our shoulders, and we feel the cold rain, and in our ears we take the crack of their black thunder. And we whisper or shout, “You can do it, You can make it, Keep going,” and sometimes they hear us and turn their drenched head our way and a fraction of a smile may be there, but sometimes the gale is of such violence they cannot even hear us, but heads bent into the wind, they keep trudging.

I’ve seen such people emerge from hurricanes that nearly took them out, and although I rejoice with my friends and family members who are successful–a new song recorded, growing business, another book published, a church that thrives, invitations to speak all over the world . . .it is with those who barely escaped that I take most joy. I know one or two. You know who you are. I salute you.

And there are others. I don’t know you, but you’ve had a storm . . . and you escaped. Congratulations!

7 thoughts on “Escape

  1. Nancy, Nancy, early this morning in my private time with God, I thought of so many who have struggled. Death struggles. Life and death determinations. And I thought of those who had persevered, and who have emerged victorious–scathed, scarred? Yes, but still standing!

    Love you so much…


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