Today is my dear friend Miranda‘s birthday. When I scrolled to her profile on Facebook to wish her a quick HBD, I noticed a video in the “music” section of her profile. It was a familiar face that drew me in. It was Nichole Nordeman and her song called, “Sound of surviving” it stopped me in my tracks.
I remember when I first heard that song.
I remember what I felt. I remember how much it encouraged me. I remember how much I needed to hear it in that moment. I clicked the play button and let that song play on repeat.
It turns out I needed to hear it again today.
I don’t think those words will ever get old. It’s this beautiful, vulnerable, empowering outlook that comes from seeing the purpose in pain. It’s about sifting out the meaning and the growth that comes from struggle. It’s the perspective that it’s …