Doing the Hard Thing

photo: climbing high

I just bought a book for our daughter (and me) called Do Hard Things. The summary states that the book, written by brothers Alex and Brett Harris, gives readers a tangible glimpse of what is possible for teens who actively resist cultural lies that limit their potential. The title alone sold me on the book because I have experienced the most joy and satisfaction in life after pushing past my fears and doing hard things.

Doing the hard thing is visiting my eccentric, lonely neighbor who is unable to keep up with her dogs and housework (if you catch my drift). Yesterday's hard thing was trying to think good thoughts during a meeting (about a woman who gets on every last nerve in my body). Everyday hard things include dying to self when the clock strikes 3 and the kids come home from school.

I sometimes think the "hard thing" is global mission work or preparing and giving a well-researched presentation at a church retreat. But, in reality, the very hardest work for me is closer to home with those closest to me.

When I see signs in my life saying Hard Thing Ahead, the enemy whispers "take a detour...there's an easier way just around the bend." I love easy! My middle name is "instant gratification".

But I will choose to listen to the voice of Truth (oh, how I love that song). And reach out for the hand behind the Voice and begin the climb. Because when I take the easy way, I'm on my own.

But when I choose to do the hard things, I get to hold the hand of God. And that makes doing the hard thing not so hard after all.