Several months back, while on my morning walk, I discovered a small green shoot right in the center of the newly paved, crevice-free walkway. With three feet of tar on either side, it definitely stood out. Against all odds, this stubborn blade of grass forced its way through the tough surface in its triumphant search to reach the light of day. Immediately, I felt an affinity for this lonely little shoot that had struggled so. To me, it displayed, with splendor, a metaphor for life. “Keep trying!” it said, “Don’t give up!” “Even if you have to go it alone in uncharted territory, keep pushing through!”

I reached for my phone to capture an image of such inspiration. Of course, this was the day that I had walked out sans phone. Ugh! I knew the chances of it still being there the following morning were slim. It was so out of place that someone was bound to feel a need to pluck it. I was right. Returning later that day, my little shoot was nowhere to be found, its moment in the sun vanishing as quickly as it had appeared.

Though it is gone, its image still remains imbedded in my mind’s eye. Its message reminds me to stay the course even when I might otherwise feel discouraged and keeps me company when I feel like I’m forging a singular path. It whispers directly to my soul, “Get up and try again! …You’re almost there!”

This little blade of grass brought to mind the importance of giving my all in whatever situation I find myself…in other words, to bloom where I am planted.

~Zanne

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