I stumbled upon this gorgeous plant the other day.Doing so was not so unusual; yet, something was amiss.
The location, the dense clay soil, the lack of true sunlight and near-drought conditions bode not well for this beautiful creation of nature.
She was surrounded by struggling grasses of yellowing and brown blades.
Yet, she was thriving, beautiful, flourishing.
Taken aback, I considered her unyielding environ, the struggle to survive. Perhaps she endured all the consequences, the adversity and still chose to flourish, regardless - her fortitude.
For then, I began to remember and cherish all the family, friends and acquaintances whom have occupied my life.
Those who have endured, overcome and flourished among harsh conditions - the unsettled foundations, lack of love or care, droughts of praise and confidence. Me included, along with many, many others.
Many were astray spiritually and emotionally by evaluation and admittance, their own, not mine, nor anyone else's. Often such circumstances beget the fortitude to flourish.
Fortitude can be a taught, learned or experienced leverage of positive living often shared by those who once lacked the same along their way.
While fortitude usually deals with overcoming adversity, with hope and visualization, we may begin to flourish.
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The preceding was inspired by a church men's club meeting I attended this morning, at which a member recounted his experiences and feelings from a retreat he attended recently whereas other men were brought together to discuss their experiences, emotions and so many other thoughts regarding the abuse they received as children.
We all deeply thanked the member, who is a wonderful person and dedicated member of our church, for sharing this experience. He has, or is, overcoming so much.
Fortitude is not a gift. I wish it were.