Times were difficult when my mom was growing up. Her father left her mom with 5 kids to take care of. My mom decided she would easy the problem of food and clothing and became a live in maid. She had just finished the 8th grade and now she was in charge of cooking the meals, cleaning the home, and all the laundry [back when shirts were starched and ironed]Makes me tired just to think about it.
She married my father and they had a small farm that was totally washed away in a flood. They started over and built our family home themselves while raising 2 small girls.
When I was 10 and my sister was 16 my father died. It was a very traumatic time. My mom however, didn't cave and throw up her hands and give up. Nope she found a job cleaning family homes and on the weekends she cleaned the airport hotel rooms.
When I think of my mom I think of her tremendous perseverance. She wasn't worried about perfection, she left that to God. She carried on with the day to day living and loving. Yeah, this is the person that has greatly inspired me with such great perseverance.
Not only so, but we also glory in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance;