“The Source Of Her Endurance”
By: LaShawna Payne

If force had a form, it was absolutely all 5 feet and 2 inches of her…
Oval-shaped queen with a heart that wouldn’t lose even when life had other plans for her. Even when doctors and specialists opinions and analysis, had other plans for her. Even when the diagnosis already concluded her existence. She laughed instead. Deciding that any challenge would only be opportunity. An opportunity to laugh hysterically at any opposition that tried to whisper something other than the truth of what God told her. A truth that said regardless of any disruptive life circumstance that presented itself, to know that rest is still offered in it by HIM. Truth that loudly yet peacefully told her God’s hand will always be offered… in it.

And sometimes after closing her eyes when things got too tough, it was in that place that she remembered His hands were already holding hers. And in those moments when life became too tricky to laugh hysterically like she planned, she mustered a smile still anyhow, borrowing from God’s strength to do it. A smile that she always held on to on the inside, because she knew regardless things would always be alright… as long as her eyes were fixed…
On the solution… Her solution…
Fixed on the thought and deep- seated comfort, that God’s hands were holding hers in absolutely whatever life presented…