I have this playlist that alternates between Survivor’s Eye of the Tiger and Journey’s Don’t Stop Believin’. For simplicity’s sake, the playlist is called eye of the don’t stop believing tiger. I put the playlist on repeat on days when much lies ahead and I’m feeling weak. Days like today.
The playlist’s alternate title? I think I can. Like The Little Engine that Could.
The other engines said no when asked to carry the freight. They were bigger, bolder, stronger, so much more capable. But the task was left to the Little Engine. I think I can I think I can I think I can, he said. And he climbed the mountain. Not painlessly, not without effort, not without doubt. Not without strife, not without struggle, not without sweat.
If the experience had been a snap for the Little Engine, the story may as well have been titled The Little Engine that Did Something Obvious and Easy. Frankly, the story would have been boring and not worth telling.
In our darkest of dark . . . in our most difficult of difficulties . . . there is faith and hope that God is good. There is faith and hope that from difficult moments comes sweet fruit. There is faith and hope that He can and will redeem even the most broken of broken.
Tears pour and we must we must we must preach to ourselves: With Christ, I think I can.
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