What is the first thing that comes to your mind when you hear the word strength? Did mental or physical come to mind first? There is no right or wrong answer. We are all different and need different things at different times in our lives. We tend to speak about strength quite a bit. I venture to say most people feel strength is a virtue, something to aspire to. Can you have too much strength that it becomes a weakness? Is it possible to become a victim of our strength? Is the alternative better?
These are the types of questions that run through my mind because I have always thought of myself as both strong mentally and physically. I rarely ask for help, and when I do, I feel like I am weak or incompetent. I also realize those feelings are a little foolish. Asking for help does not make me weak. It is another sign of strength and shows character. I have learned this as I have gotten older, but the inherent part of my personality is always pushing back testing my skills of reason. I don’t think I am alone in this personality trait. In fact, I have seen it in both of my daughters. It quite possibly is something we inherit. Dad? (haha)
The other day I was watching some bodybuilders at the gym. I noticed how incredibly muscular and strong they were, yet handicapped by their immobility. They were unable to reach around and touch their sides or back. Some were unable to twist their torso because of their muscle mass. On the other end of the spectrum, I know lots of incredibly strong-minded people who hold onto their beliefs, and are unable to be open to new ideas or techniques. Both groups of people have great qualities and at the same time, a significant weakness called “flexibility.” If you can’t be flexible physically or mentally, then you will always be weak in the most critical areas of your life. Life has ebbs and flows, nothing stays the same, so we must be willing to be flexible and move with it.
My personal goal has been to learn from past experiences and become stronger because of them. This is not always easy to do…admitting I was wrong, mishandling something or was unwilling to listen to another person’s point of view. I admit I am still a student in this area, but I know in my heart that I am open to change, willing to be flexible and therefore grow in my strength both mentally and physically. This is a life lesson that is a continuous process, but I am willing to continue my studies forever.
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