What a beautiful word – tenacious. I think of my brother and his tenacious courage; I see it in how he lives everyday with his pain not just from cancer but knowing that his family has to endure this pain.
While my bother has teanacious courage; he is also one of the most wonderful and beautiful spirits God has given to us. He has a heart of gold and continues to be there for anyone that needs it; he loves his family and he loves mankind. He finds the softness in everyone; especially those that are unkind. He will shake his head but in his heart I think he prays for their soul.
Yes, the word Tenacious doesn’t mean beautiful… but without the stubborness how many of us would give up? I find comfort in the fact that his tenacious courage has shown me to continue to enjoy my family, friends, life; thanking God every day for allowing me to have a this life and for giving me the best brother anyone could have. I praise you Lord every day.
May you have tenacious courage in whatever you encounter….
don’t forget those whimsical wanderings today, tomorrow or soon!!