Stepping Stones

Baby steps and progress. Sometimes I have a really hard time enjoying the progress in the midst of incompletion. I like seeing the big transformations & I feel like stopping to enjoy progress might make me complacent, or even worse, what if I celebrate an area I might fall back in. I want to see the end destination so much that I forget to enjoy the journey. To think, I get on my husband for doing the same thing during road trips. 😬🤦🏻‍♀️ Guilty as charged & super hypocritical of me since I do that in life. In the Bible, God had Joshua choose 12 men to get 12 stones of remembrance so that any time they saw them, they’d remember how they crossed over the Jordan. They hadn’t reached the Promised Land yet. Some would never even reach it, yet they were called to remember, to celebrate this victory along the way. This week we had testing at boot camp. I usually dread it. It’s hard. You’re sore & find out just how mentally strong you are as you push past pain thresholds, but they want you to try to at least progress in one area. This week, I progressed in every area. I had such a long, hard week, in other areas as well, but seeing so much progress made me feel like I’m going somewhere despite setbacks in other areas. It fueled me so much I shoveled the driveway when I got home & cleared my husband’s truck despite being unbelievably sore. As our house is slooowly coming together, a new toilet paper holder meant we would no longer have to reach back to grab toilet paper like we have for over half a year. So many areas of my life progress feels slow & seems like forever to reach the destination, but I’m learning to celebrate the small steps & remember how far I’ve come. #progress #celebratesmallvictories #smallsteps