I'd like to think I am a strong person. Some people have told me I am. I don't feel like I am, though. I consider myself blessed because I haven't been faced with a lot of adversity. Oh, I've had my share of disappointments, setbacks, and "why me?" moments but I don't really think I've had a terribly rough life.
The other day I was watching Oprah while Lindy was napping. She featured several people who had encountered tremendous trials in their life, yet they had risen up and not succumbed to the tragedy.
It got me to thinking about how resilient I am. What would I do if personal tragedy struck? Resiliency is tied to faith. So, I started wondering about the strength of my faith. Would I crumble and fall or would I persevere during a crisis?
James 1: 2 & 3 states, "Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance." In verse 12 James writes, "Blessed is the man who perseveres under trial, because when he has stood the test, he will receive the crown of life that God has promised to those who love him."
One great thing I take away from these verses is that I don't have to have an enormous tragedy to have my faith tested and develop my perseverance. The "little" trials help in that area, too. So, maybe, just maybe, I am more resilient than I think I might be afterall...
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