I almost posted a slice about how I don't feel strong. And now, I'm thankful I was too busy to hit the Publish button.
Today, at every turn, I had challenges to face, and I had the strength to face each one as they came at me. If that isn't being strong, I don't know what is.
My prayers were answered in a unique way throughout my day. I was able to see all the problems for what they were instead of feeling like my world was crumbling around me. I felt my strength rise. I never felt weak or powerless.
Gratitude for making it through another busy and complicated day is filling my heart as I overwrite the misguided words that almost got sent out today. I am happy. I feel joy. And that means the world to me.