Stronger

Lately, life has been hard.  I can't even pinpoint one specific thing that's been making it hard, but motivation is lacking and with it long-suffering is, well, suffering.

This morning I was lifting some small weights while Jaime and Vida terrorized the workout equipment.   Jaime and I had this conversation:

Me: "My arms are getting tired."

Jaime: "You shud stop."

Me: "But when we get tired and keep going it makes us stronger."

[Jaime is swinging on the treadmill like a monkey and I'm telling her it's awesome.]

Jaime: "Well I keep practicing."

...

Jaime: "Then, I can do all awesome things."

During the hard times, I find it hard to see the hope.  But I hope and pray that when we get tired and keep going it makes us stronger.