Have you ever “hit the mat”?
It’s an old boxing phrase for getting knocked down. But it doesn’t mean you’re defeated.
I suppose no one likes getting punched in the mouth, but some of my most honest moments with God—times I felt most assured of who I am and where I’m going—have come when I’ve hit the mat.
And yet, I’m still ducking at life, cautious of the next punch. Still focused on the fight. Still believing that if I just had “X,” life would be better.
I’m slow to learn.
