I didn’t know I was a fighter until I had something to fight for.
I didn’t know I was a warrior until I had to go to war.
I didn’t know I was tenacious until I had to grab ahold of the promises of God and not let go.
I didn’t know I was brave until I had to encourage myself in the Lord.
I didn’t know I was patient until I had to learn to wait on God’s timing.
I didn’t know I was courageous until I forgave without receiving an apology.
I didn’t know that Jesus could be strong when I was weak until He picked me up off the floor.
I didn’t know my broken heart could love the one who broke it until God put the pieces back together.
I am grateful for the process.
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