Writing for five minutes on today's one word prompt-possible- feels impossible.
I'm stubborn. My entire family will confirm the truth of that statement. My mom will tell you my mantra as a small child was 'I CAN DO IT MYSELF'.
She'll sigh and smile and probably sigh some more, as she remembers how often I announced it to the world. I can only imagine how those words and the actions that followed must have tried the patience of my parents, but still they let me try.
They encouraged my indepedence and sense of self-confidence right along with my imagination. They took me to church, read me books, demonstrated every day their belief that hard work is it's own reward, made sure there were faithful adults speaking into my life in all the seasons of my growing up years, and most of all, taught me by example the extraordinary power of prayer.
That when something feels impossible I can turn to the maker of heaven and earth for direction and wisdom and most of all courage. That in my own strength everything is not possible, but with God all things are.
I'm not six years old anymore, but still there are times I'm overwhelmed by my own sense of wanting to 'do it myself'. When I have to step back and remember the impossible is absolutely possible, but I CANNOT DO IT MYSELF.
"For nothing will be impossible with God." Luke 1:37