humiliation is temporary

… before spring becomes beautiful, it is plug ugly, nothing but mud and muck. I have walked in the early spring through fields that will suck your boots off, a world so wet and woeful it makes you yearn for the return of ice. But in that muddy mess, the conditions for rebirth are created.

I love the fact that the word humus – the decayed vegetable matter that feeds the roots of plants – comes from the same root that gives rise to the word humility. It is a blessed etymology. It helps me understand that the humiliating events of life, the events that leave “mud on my face” or that “make my name mud,” my create the fertile soil in which something new can grow. (p. 103)

Palmer, Parker J. (2000). Let your life speak: Listening for the voice of vocation. San Francisco: Jossey-Bass

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