Caregivers Carry on Constant. The rooms are replete with reminders of the ridiculous routine, but we’re resolute.
“Hang in there, Baby.” This 70’s catch phrase is easier said than done. It’s a royal cinch for the cheerleader to holler, “Offense!” but the quarterback is the one with the ruthless job to do.
These days, fortitude is a rarity. We’ve gotten to a ludicrous level of job-hopping, divorcing, church-jumping, and moving. Ironically, what causes the upheaval is often the perception of being above the surroundings and thus abandoning it for greener pastures. But it’s a better person that can hang in there.
It takes guts to stay. I love the definition of the word fortitude: “strength of mind that enables a person to encounter danger or bear pain or adversity with courage.” (Readers of this blog exercise great fortitude! 😉 ) But really: the one that bales, pales against the stick-to-itiveness that can drain the heart’s resources to a thin ribbon.
It’s a spineless wimp that leaves. And usually the grass isn’t greener on the other side after all. Pride goes before destruction, And a haughty spirit before a fall. Prov. 16:18 From football players, to Pilgrims, to God Himself, there is mettle and might in the wherewithal to wait. What pluck it takes to have backbone!
Take a moment and consider people who’ve parted; the man who moved on; the boss that baled; the woman that went; the group that is gone. Of these, are there many for whom you feel admiration? Or are you pondering the strengths of these souls, wishing—for their sakes—that they’d weathered the storm?
Each of us is in a situation that may require “strength of mind to bear adversity with courage.” Let us be pro active in perseverance; be valiant; intrepid!
Hang in there, Baby!