I’ve never met a more tenacious piece of fruit! Allow me to tell you the tale. I think you’ll agree it deserves a reward of some kind.
We had enjoyed a lovely vacation and were headed home. The last leg of our trip to Indianapolis started in Tennessee. We ate our complimentary breakfast, loaded the car, grabbed a few munchies to minimize our stops, and headed north.
Not only did we travel over the mountains and through the woods, but also through rain. Lots of it!
We made it to Ohio before needing to stop. On the way back to the car, with beverages in hand, we made an astonishing discovery.
We had left a banana on the roof of our vehicle. That persistent fellow had clocked every mile and battled every storm with us, but without shelter. And he’d hung in there the whole way!
I’ll be honest. The appeal of the banana had diminished as I looked at its battered skin, but, much to my husband’s dismay, I didn’t have the heart to throw it away. I kept thinking of the hundreds of miles that fruit had endured. So I put it in the car, and we continued our journey. A day or so later, I added it to my stash of bruised bananas in the freezer, and eventually it became banana bread.
We still laugh when we talk about that trip experience. That inanimate piece of fruit seemed to develop a personality when we found him lying there on the car roof. He became a sort of challenge, a symbol to us to hang in there, even through adverse conditions.
Recently, life has become much more hectic than usual. Besides my husband’s two jobs, my part time teaching career, babysitting grandchildren, diminished writing hours, our church ministry, and family, we are moving. We’ve looked for a home closer to our church for over four years, and nothing has worked out. Now we know why.
We have an amazing opportunity, one many others do not have. My husband’s dad, my dad, and my mom will be moving in with us. The type of home we’d been looking for would never have made this possible. We believe we have now found one that, with some renovation, will work quite well for all of us.
However, as much as I look forward to spending time with all of them, I am first facing a daunting task. Those of you who have moved understand the effort and emotion the transition requires. This move, however, presents some unique challenges.
We are combining three complete households into one. That’s a lot of sofas, chairs, tables, china, flatware, closets, drawers, and books to sift through! (Gotta take the books!) We had more than enough before we decided to combine it all! Overwhelming says it mildly.
I think that’s why I’ve been thinking about that determined banana so much these days. I know the little yellow fellow made no cognitive choice. But I must. And I have.
Today, as I hugged my crying granddaughter, turned off the bath water with my foot (‘cuz that’s not going to happen any time soon!), and sat down among the toys and packing boxes, I determined to forge through the task to its completion. I will not allow discouragement to deter me. I won’t give up. I will not quit.
After all, I have the promises of Scripture to carry me toward my goal. “I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me.” (Philippians 4:13) “Faithful is He that calleth you, Who also will do it.” (I Thessalonians 5:24)
It must be done soon, but not all today. Little by little, it will happen.
Meanwhile, I’m determined to “hang on for the ride”!
“Let us run with patience
the race that is set before us.” Hebrews 12:1