Survival … getting
through a situation alive.  It is a silly
word, for there is no death.  What you
mean when you laugh and say, “I survived it,” is that you are still here … a
bit wounded, perhaps, but also a bit changed.

Yes, you will
survive.  You will survive the trials of
life, and they do come aplenty.  You may
come out a bit wounded, but look at the cut on your finger.  How does it heal?  Do you do anything or does it heal
itself?  You may help the process with a
bit of salve and a bandage, but the skin grows over the cut.  The two sides bind together as if by
magic. 

It is by the grace of
God that wounds are healed, as are you from your troubles.  It is not miraculous.  It is because you are loved.  And if wounds do not heal and the body
dies?  What a surprise:  the soul lives on!  And it continues growing and healing … by the
grace of God, for all there is is Love.