The struggle is real.

I struggle. I know I'm not the only one who struggles, in the Bible Paul says, "So the trouble is not with the law, for it is spiritual and good. The trouble is with me, for I am all too human, a slave to sin. I don’t really understand myself, for I want to do what is right, but I don’t do it. Instead, I do what I hate. But if I know that what I am doing is wrong." So, I say it once again, I struggle. I present like a wonderfully wrapped present. The paper is beautiful, and the bow is big and bright. As long as you don't open the gift, you will be happy with the beautiful presentation. However, what happens when you begin to unwrap the present and see what is inside. What happens when you see the brokenness, what happens when you see the despair, what happens when you see uncertainty. What happens when you see the scares of constant struggle. The struggle is real; however, so is God in my life.

I should say I struggle; however, I'm not in the fight alone.  I have a protector.  I have a comforter, and most importantly I have a mind regulator.

I continue to struggle, but I see myself surviving the struggle.