Originally written in my notes on my.bible.com (YouVersion) in 2012 yet still applicable today in reference to the PRESS
I AM AN OVERCOMING OVERCOMER

It didn’t make sense, but yet it was. The more the Egyptians pressed, the more the Israelites overcame.
As smart as the Egyptians were (they were one of the first to build using cement. they made one of the wonders of the world – the pyramids.) were they not smart enough to figure out that regardless of how much pressure they put on the Israelites, this would not stop their growth…
Nevertheless, there is a lesson in this for me. The lesson is that the pressure is not meant to kill me. It is meant to squeeze me into new levels.
I have been experiencing pressure ever since my mother’s womb.
Think about it. The first pressure experienced was the growth that took place inside my mother’s womb. The pressure to fully develop during the limited stay. Then when it got crowded for me in that womb I experienced the pressure that caused me to stretch my way up out of that womb. Dare I mention the little space that I had to stretch through to get into this wide-open space… in which I now live move and breathe… a space that I share with others like myself… and organisms unlike me (animals, trees, microorganisms, etc.).
I have experienced the pressure of going from an infant, to a toddler, to a child, to a teen, to an adult. I have experienced the pressure of having little beings emerge from my own womb. I have experienced the pressure of going to grade school, high school, and now college… expanding my brain (stretch) in a preset amount of time predetermined by the educational institution who says that I should learn on their time frame at their rate ( pressure).
I am pressed by the opinions of others, by time, by demand of others on me, by demands of me on myself … yet through it all, I am here and I am still growing UP…
There is much that I am called to overcome. I realize that I have had this calling since birth and so has many others if they really look at it. I also understand that if I didn’t have the pressures, the stress, the trials, the tribulations, the obstacles… I wouldn’t have nothing to overcome; and thus…
…it couldn’t be said of me that I am an overcomer.
I guess it is all in how I look at things.
I AM an overcoming overcomer.