![]() ![]() I was repeatedly told the goal of life is not surviving, but thriving. At that point in my life, I felt completely invisible and disconnected. My teenage angst had spiraled into full-blown depression and an eating disorder. I remember sitting in one doctor’s office after another, each with walls a different shade of pastel blue or yellow, and some with white noise machines hissing on the other side of the door. There was a time in my life when my goal was simply to survive. ![]() Just like I can’t drench a plant in water and put it in the fridge and hope for the best. It took an embarrassingly long time for me to realize I can’t “self-help” my way into maturity and a full life. Thriving, according to the Bible, has nothing to do with external circumstances and everything to do with what’s happening below the surface.įor a long time, I also didn’t know how to thrive. The Bible talks a lot about us thriving and flourishing, and the metaphor used is usually a plant or tree with deep roots in rich soil near flowing waters. The plant lived for about 3 months.Īll that is to say that I have no clue what makes a plant thrive. Once every few days the plant would spend a night in the refrigerator because I arbitrarily decided it was overheating on the windowsill. I watered it despite the instructions because, after all, as a Biology major I knew best. I Googled “plants that are hard to kill” and then bought one of those “air plants” that in theory should stay alive until the apocalypse. The record of longevity goes to a plant I purchased at Home Depot in college. ![]()
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