I'm still struggling with feelings of inadequacy. I hate looking at other women and seeing how talented and amazing they are and how insignificant and weak I seem in comparison. I think of how far I still have to go and how much I need to learn and some days it feels like a mountain of stairs are looming before me... and I don't know if I have the strength or stamina to make it to the top.
But... this also brought to mind an image of a stairway to heaven, one that we're all traveling and climbing. We're all at different levels of the stairway. Some people may be higher up than others because they started at a higher level, either through good parenting, proper teachings, or even their own innate personality. But others have to struggle from the very bottom, and not necessarily because of anything they did. Each of our journeys start at a certain point on the stairway but we should all be climbing in the same direction.
We aren't all expected to be on the same step or to climb at the same pace. But we are expected to keep climbing, and to reach below us and help lift others to our level as we go. We can't use our parents or circumstances or past as an excuse to give up. We are where we are and we won't get any higher if we don't keep going. And when we see that we've started heading down instead of up, we need to turn around, fix our eyes on the goal, and start climbing again.
I may not be a fast climber but I try to keep a steady pace. Sometimes I have to sit down on a step for a little while and catch my breath before I take the next one. Sometimes I have to look back and see how far I've come and know that I don't want to go back.
It's encouraging to know that the path is marked and there will be help along the way. It's just up to me to keep climbing. My goal is at the top and I know that it's going to be good.