I have been young, and now am old; yet I have not seen the righteous forsaken, nor his descendants begging bread. Psalm 37:25
When I was in third grade, I had to write a report on Amelia Earhart’s Perseverance. That was our big word for this project. As I watch Za2zu2 pull her head up again and again and again in an effort to sit up… or watch her reach and reach and reach till she reaches something… or watch her turn her pacifier over and over in her hand trying to get the right end in her mouth… I wonder…
When do we lose this built in perseverance? When we learn to talk, when we learn to walk… falling and getting up are not only natural, but instinctual. When do we let go of this urgency, this persistence?
When do they have to start teaching us rhymes to remember to persevere? “Practice makes perfect,” “If at first you don’t succeed…” no one has to tell a baby that.
My goal for this week is to regain what I had down pat in my infancy… the art of perseverance. Without complaint. Without being disheartened. Without asking why or whining about how hard it is. Just taking it easy, step by step, with a positive attitude.