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.