Tough as Nails

I am reading a book on the “science of true toughness.” Reading through it, I find it amazing how much it aligns with Biblical principles. One line I underlined said, “stress clouds our ability to evaluate a situation or a problem accurately. Stress causes us to greatly overestimate the difficulty of what lies ahead of us and greatly underestimate our ability to conquer the problem. Philippians 4:6 says, “Be anxious for nothing, but pray about everything.” It goes on to say in verse 7 that if we do that, God will give us a fantastic peace. Prayer is not only the key to living a stress-free life, but James chapter 1 says that if we lack wisdom, we should pray for it and God will give us wisdom so we can solve problems and think accurately about any challenge that comes into our lives. Another prayer that God will always answer is requesting His strength to manage any situation. God’s peace, wisdom, and strength sound like the perfect formula for being tough so that we can run the race that God has set before us with endurance. The basic key to toughness is to pray a lot. “Little prayer = little toughness, no prayer = a wimpy life, much prayer = tough as nails.” You can do it if you pray. Running the race with endurance doesn’t mean gutting it out but making time for prayer.

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  1. Lloyd Smith's avatarLloyd Smith

    Reminds me of an old joke/story about what our thoughts can do to us. I rediscovered it recently on the Internet. 🙂

    A man was driving down a lonely country road late one dark night when suddenly he got a flat tire. He pulled over and discovered that he didn’t have a jack in his car. Looking around, he saw a dim light in the distance—a farmhouse, perhaps a mile away. He decided to walk over and ask to borrow a jack.

    As he trudged toward the light, he started thinking:
    “It’s pretty late… that farmer’s probably asleep.”
    Then: “He’s not going to like being woken up in the middle of the night.”
    Then: “What if he’s angry? What if he slams the door in my face?”
    Next: “He might think I’m trying to rob him!”
    Then: “He’ll probably yell at me! He’ll probably sic his dog on me! What kind of idiot goes knocking on doors at this hour for a jack anyway?”
    By the time he got to the farmhouse, he was fuming with imagined rejection.

    He knocked. A light came on, and the farmer opened the door, rubbing his eyes.

    The man snarled, “You can keep your blankety-blank jack!” and stormed off into the night.

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