I have lived in some challenging places. I have lived in my car, in a shelter, behind a dumpster and in several apartments. I was reminded recently that each one of these places have developed my ability to survive in some pretty harsh (some of them) circumstances. There is a richness to being able to endure and to be able to look back with some clarity on how circumstances have shaped who you are becoming.
Sometimes we desire things in life but we do not realize the true cost. If we knew what it cost we would shrink from asking for, say, “strength,” for wealth, for patience and so on. But in all cases, in hindsight I understand, although not entirely, (because only God knows the full spectrum of why things happen), that each of my living circumstances, was in its own way… a happy place. I learned more about myself when I was forced to live behind a dumpster for a few days than I did living in an apartment. I learned that I am a survivor. Wherever life takes you –whatever place that may be– know that you are a survivor.