Lets allow growth to be different things to different beings. To me, growth is allowing your heart to be attracted to what has a semblance of you; to the things that accentuate you. It is the ability to find yourself in this crowded world.
Growth is the boldness to live within the ‘found self’ in a society that prefers an assimilated being; who thinks, behaves, walks and dresses like the next person. It is being yourself in a culture that often ridicules God’s given distinctiveness; that has normalized conformity; shunning uniqueness.
Growth is being happy, it is sharing happiness.
It is the strength to block the hammer that longs for and delights in knocking you into line.
Growth is respecting your community, celebrating it. It is the ability to navigate, with reverence, the contours and crevices that formed your people, those things that broke and re-constructed them; it is to embrace how your community imagines itself; to locate yourself in this maze of thought – but live.
Growth is living.
It is the rejection of self-hate. It can be violent. It may even mean an aggressive reclaiming of the self; a passionate salvaging of the remnants of your being, lost in years of self-doubt and cynicism.
Growth THEN, is a pilgrimage. It is being and becoming, it is I am home and yet going home.
Growth is preferring the toned over the slim body
It is losing the sweetness of sugar for the authenticity of honey
Growth is ditching trends,
It is when your questions change.
It is the wisdom to choose your battles
It is happy children playing in an un-kept house
It is a happy husband
It is peace