In the middle of the night, when every nerve is on fire and the pain is unrelenting, all I can do is ride the wave and endure.
In the middle of the day, when I am distracted from my tasks by throbbing nerves, when I can’t concentrate on the task at hand I can only ride the wave and endure.
It does no good to ask, Why me?” Why not me? My prayer is only to endure. Perhaps the lesson to be learned is to ride the wave and endure.
Maybe a solution can be found, but if not, endurance is my only choice. To carry on, in spite of, is the only path I see. To be grateful for everything, even the pain.
Ride the wave. Go with the flow. Endure.
Endurance II
The young endure to win the race. The old endure up until life’s end.
