PERSEVERANCE is not something our world often talks about.
This morning as I was leaving home I saw a friendly, deep orange face in my drought-stricken garden. We in South Africa are facing the worst drought in 20-something years. I have no idea how farmers are coping. I feel deep frustration and an unending background sadness every day as I watch clouds build up and then dissipate and I am a city-dweller.
There it was. A lovely, deep orange nasturtium flower bravely blooming despite the surrounding dryness. Later, swimming at gym, I thought of that flower. I was sluggish, I felt a lack of power in my arms and legs as I cut through the water. Bad Sue thought, “Oh well, it’s not meant to be today, maybe you should do 10 lengths and leave it.” Good Sue thought of that flower: “If the nasturtium can do it, so can I.”. I did my usual 40 lengths (1km) and felt better for it. Yip, I was slow and it was tough, but I persevered and that in itself gave me a sense of power and accomplishment.
Here it is:
Some things in life are hard, but in order to succeed we have to battle through. A tough academic course, radiation, a marathon, chemotherapy, learning to play the violin, watching a loved one suffer. I have faced some of these things, and I know that the reason I am still here, happy and (relatively) healthy, is because I am lucky enough to have been blessed with perseverance. Some may of course call it stubbornness, but I think perseverance is different, more like determination. The determined will keep going while there is reason to do so, reason is not considered by the stubborn.
The obvious question, then, is was my pushing through swimming perseverance or stubbornness? I’d say it was perseverance. I was not injured, I was just physically tired, possibly from the previous day’s gym session. Determination kept me going, stubbornness would have kept me going despite an injury that should have been rested.
There’s a lesson here for those who are facing things like cancer and other “dread diseases”. Perseverance and determination will get us through the various treatments, many of them really horrible, that may cure us or buy us some time to continue with “quality of life”. Stubbornness, however, might have us demanding these things when it might be better to let go and let life end.