Persevering Paige

Sometimes we forget. Today was one of those days, as I dragged myself around in lethargy to my daily routines and responsibilities. All it takes though, is just a single moment of goodness, to remind us of the truth that is our purpose and our very being itself. At the end of my day, one child was left at work, and the parent came to pick him up. We began to talk about a few things when he told me, “Paige, you have climbed Mount Everest. It must feel good to know that anything anyone could ever complain about is infinitely small because you have already climbed the tallest mountains. I hope all three of my daughters grow up to be as strong and as incredible as you are.” I did not know that this person knew anything about me, as we had never delved deep into conversation. As tears fell down my cheek, I was grateful for them because they came from a place of human fatigue that was anchored in profound strength. This feeling was, I imagine, similar to standing at the top of your most difficult mountain to climb, and realizing the view is unbelievable. Thanks be to those mountains for helping me to appreciate everything more. It is evident that we all need that single moment to remind us when we forget. The moment that reminds us just how remarkable we are when we are barely trekking along, and inadvertently brings us back to our most beautiful view. Thankful for a Father who generously sings over me that I am fearfully and wonderfully made.