The backyard of our house was my favorite place as a kid. Mrs. Jemimah had a small garden where she planted flowers. She also reared chicken and by default, it was my honorary duty to collect the eggs. “Don’t, Michael” my mom shouted from the kitchen window where apparently, she had been watching me with a hawk’s eye. “Put it down,” she said pointing at the eggshell in my hand.
See, I had never witnessed a chick hatching. This Saturday afternoon I caught one in action. It was struggling to come out of its shell. Its weak wings flapped hopelessly; it was breathing so frantically I thought it would die. My mom was a doctor and she was raising me up to follow in her footsteps. When I was eleven, I took a surgical blade from my mom’s tool aid kit and opened up a Brown Anole lizard to study how its heart functioned. I was gonna sew it back but well, let’s just say on the surgeon’s table, I lost my ever first ‘patient’.
And so, with those doctor instincts that I had developed at the time, I thought I could pull out the chick from what I thought was its mystery. I took the egg in one hand and I was about to peel off the shell to “help” it out when my mom’s warning hit me. “Let it be, it will find its strength,” she said. “There’s beauty in the struggle” she added.
Romans 5:3-5 [NIV] “Not only so, but we also glory in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope. And hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured out into our hearts through the Holy Spirit, who has been given to us.”
Nobody loves to struggle and it is no one’s fault to want a good easy life. We want to eat KFC in plenty and not struggle with weight issues, we want to take lots of chocolates and still not have sugar problems. We want to get saved and have a smooth ride all the way. The reality on the ground however is that life is a struggle, it is a hard-hard situation.
Like the chick struggling to get out of the eggshell, struggles are necessary in this walk of life. It is in that struggling that the chick found its strength as my mama put it. I would have killed it had I tried to help it out of the shell. It was in the frantic breathing and the desperate flapping of its wings that strengthen it in readiness for life ahead.
See, in order to stand up you've got to know what falling down is like. No one makes it in this life without a struggle. Struggles are the gym in which God develops our muscles of faith. The beauty of life as Aniket S. Sharma puts it, is in the struggles it throws. Listen, sometimes life can be so tough, so daunting that it gives you the impression that all is lost.
Our worldview of struggles is a defining moment as far as how far we will go in life is concerned. If we are going to embrace the good times in life then we can as well glory in our sufferings as Apostle Paul exhorts us. It is in struggles that perseverance is birthed. Perseverance develops character and character results in hope. The hope that never disappoints.
Listen, embrace your difficult situations, your fears and your struggles. Look at them as opportunities and not as calamities, find strength in them. It is not the easiest thing to do but there’s a level of growth that only your struggles can get you to. And just like there is honey in the carcass,
Child of God; There’s Beauty In The Struggle