Sometimes I know I am using a word that college students
would not know. Fecundity is one such
word. Rather than choosing not to use it
because they don’t know what it means, I choose to use it and teach them what
it means. I figure I am educating
them! I am helping them build their
vocabulary, thereby increasing the likelihood that they will be more attractive
job candidates when they are out there in the “real world.”
Fecundity means fruitfulness. It is often used when speaking of plants. It always makes me think of harvest
time. When it is applied to people, it
could indicate a very productive or successful time. It could suggest the outcome of hard
work. It might implicate a very talented
individual who applied the talent to pull off significant outcomes. There have been times in my life, which were
fecund. But it is not all the time. Growing up on a farm taught me that it is not
always harvest season. Often there is a
great deal of hard work and, even, waiting before you see the fecundity.
This leads me to think about my own life---especially my own
spiritual life. A recent experience
enabled me to see things in a new light.
Recently I had the opportunity to host a very special guest. It was a wonderful time. It felt like life shifted into another,
faster gear. There were so many ideas
flying around in the air. The ideas were
engaging and challenging. The pace of
interaction was brisk. It was a vibrant
time. Everything was good and I
delighted in the entire experience.
And then, almost suddenly, normality took over my life. Of course, it was not really sudden. A better way to understand the process is to
realize that my normal life chugs along and then, periodically, something
special---maybe even extraordinary---interrupts my normalcy. Realistically that better describes what
happened. And it gave me cause to
reflect.
I loved the extraordinary time. But I realized that it was not a period of
fecundity. I was not really
productive. It was not a time of unusual
success. I learned things that might
make a difference. I enjoyed things and
that is a cherished memory. But it was
not a fecund period. Pondering this
enables me to feel ok about that. I
learned something important.
Most of the fecundity in my life has come in the midst of
normality---in the middle of my routine.
Of course, this is where most of us spend most of our time. And that is the place in our lives where we
are doing the real work. Real work
includes our actual job, if we are still working. But it implies other kinds of work. Real work could be the work of spiritual
and/or emotional growth.
In spiritual growth and in emotional growth, there may be
special times---extraordinary times.
There may be times of ecstasy or mystical experience if we are given the
grace or are just lucky. Those times are
wonderful and I would sign up for one in a heartbeat. But again, spiritually and emotionally most
of our time is spent in normalcy and in routine. And that is the space fecundity will
happen. Why is this true?
It is true because fecundity is a result of effort, work and
sheer “staying at it.” Ecstasy and
mystical experiences are the result of grace---they are gifts. They are wonderful, but they are not fecund. They are wonderful, but they are not
fruitful.
As I reflect more into it, I am convinced that fecundity is
typically the fruit---the product or end result---of disciplined effort. I believe discipline is the key. Discipline explains how we “stay at”
something. Discipline is the life of
prayer. Discipline explains the daily
meditation that can slowly change lives and result in fecundity---fruitful
spiritual living. Fecundity is never
solely the result of luck. Farmers know
that they have to plant the crops, till them and wait. With effort and some good conditions,
fecundity may result.
The same is true with the spiritual life. It takes commitment, regular discipline and
some real patience. Fecundity may well
happen. The spiritual life may well
blossom and bloom into the radiant spiritual life that can be very inspiring
and very satisfying. Discipline is the
key. Commitment without discipline is
intentionality without action. Patience
is helpful, because fecundity is almost never instantaneous. There is almost always a growing period.
The growing period happens in our routine---in our
normalcy. Normalcy is where commitment
is made. It is the arena of discipline
and it is a time of patience. Of course,
God may add a pinch of grace. And
perhaps there will come a modicum of mercy.
Within the context of our normal lives something rather amazing can come
to be: fecundity. We can experience more
fruitfulness and more fulfillments than we had a right to expect.
I am always happy with special events and the potential for the
extraordinary. But I admit that I am
always happy to return to normal. The
normal is where my own life of discipline is worked out and the seeds of
fecundity are being planted and cultivated. Normalcy is the field of my
spiritual work.
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