Tomorrow is my big race, so my mom and I were discussing the last (err, only) time I ran a half-marathon. She said, “I know you can do this now. But I was honestly so proud of you the first time because I wasn’t sure you’d make it.”
I appreciate my mom’s candid confession because a. she never wavered in her support, thus equipping with the encouragement I needed, and b. it makes me feel empowered. Less so in the sense that I proved her—or anyone else—wrong…but that I can surprise even myself with how far I can go if I put my mind to something.
Hebrews says, “Now faith is assurance of things hoped for, a conviction of things not seen.” May we provide hope to those around us so that their faith may carry them to new heights. I’m so grateful for those supporters—in any venture—around me; may we all seek conviction to be inspirations to others.
Rachel Fisher 