Because we made it.
Because Friday feels like we’ve crossed the finish line after a marathon.
Some things I did well, others not so much.
Some days I displayed patience and grace, others, not so much.
I’d set myself tiny goals this week.
To walk/jog a 7km treck at least twice.
To cook nutritious meals every weeknight (cooking is my downfall, there are many a slack eggs-on-toast or fish and chips nights in this house!).
To finish the last of my uni work before their submission time of 5pm this evening.
To read my Bible every morning, not just read but study.
To avoid sugar, and limit natural sugars such as fruit, honey etc.
I didn’t set them to condemn myself at the end of the week when I haven’t lived up to them.
I set them because they’re small goals, for the five days immediately in front of me.
The next five days, and the five days after that? They can worry about themselves.
But this week? This I can do.
I walk/jogged the 7km three times
I’ve cooked every night this week (tonight will be eggs on toast and that’s totally counted as a nutritious meal in my book!).
My assignments were submitted on time (and I got a great grade back for my last submission!)
I read four mornings. This morning I failed and scrolled Facebook instead, true story.
And I have not eaten anything with sugar except a small amount of fruit each day, and a drizzle of honey over my ricotta on toast for lunch yesterday.
I’m not writing to boast.
I’m writing to encourage.
This week wasn’t easy, even though I managed to tick off some goals.
Ticking off goals isn’t easy, that’s why I make them in the first place.
Day 2 of no sugar had me wanting to kill someone.
For three days I felt constantly tired and lacked energy to do anything.
I had to say no to a friend so that I could study, even though I really wanted nothing but to sit and drink tea and relax.
Day three’s ‘nutritious’ dinner was sausages and salad. Not inspired. Not fancy.
The week wasn’t easy but I kept at it.
I kept going because I knew Friday wasn’t far and I told myself that I could do it.
As you learn more and more how God works, you will learn how to do your work. We pray that you’ll have the strength to stick it out over the long haul – not the grim strength of gritting your teeth but the glory-strength God gives. It is strength that endures the unendurable and spills over into joy, thanking the Father who makes us strong enough to take part in everything bright and beautiful that He has for us.*
And we are here. Friday. The finish line.
And the best thing is that next week is bright and shiny and new and we can try again.
We can encourage each other to be real, to start over if we fail and to live a life knowing we’re worthy of the good stuff, the bright and beautiful.
Light a candle, read a book, party it up, watch a movie, go out for dinner, curl up with your lover or hit the hay early – whatever it is you’re doing this Friday night I’m praying it rejuvenates, ready to begin again.
* Colossians 1:9-12 MSG