Lately, I’ve been sitting with the word flourish. Not in the cute, decorative sense. Not in the way it shows up on a journal cover or a wall decal. But in a deeper, spiritual kind of way. What does it really mean to flourish in the eyes of God?
The world has its own definition. I’ve fallen into it before equating flourishing with doing more, achieving more, being seen more. I’ve chased the degrees, the titles, the perfectly curated plans. And while those things had their place, they never filled me the way I thought they would. It wasn’t long before I realized I wasn’t flourishing. I was just busy. And honestly? Tired.
The more I read Scripture, the more I saw that God’s version of flourishing looks nothing like the world’s. Psalm 92:12–14 paints a completely different picture: “The righteous will flourish like a palm tree, they will grow like a cedar of Lebanon; planted in the house of the Lord, they will flourish in the courts of our God. They will still bear fruit in old age, they will stay fresh and green.”
There’s no mention of applause or accolades. No hint that flourishing is tied to popularity or performance. It’s about being planted. Rooted in God’s presence. Growing slow, steady, and strong over time. It’s the kind of fruitfulness that lasts, not just in your prime, but even in your ‘seasoned’ years. The flourishing God offers isn’t flashy, it’s faithful.
Then there’s John 15, where Jesus says, “I am the vine; you are the branches. If you remain in me and I in you, you will bear much fruit; apart from me you can do nothing.” There have been times when I’ve tried to flourish apart from the vine or make things happen in my own strength, or even force fruit without staying connected to God. Every single time, it left me spiritually dry. Producing, but not abiding.
After meditating on these verses, it hit me. Flourishing is about depth.

We live in a culture that celebrates being seen, but the most powerful growth often happens underground.
In the dark.
Where no one claps.
Where no one notices. And yet, it’s the depth of your roots that determines the health of your fruit.
Flourishing might look like quiet obedience. Showing up in seasons of waiting. Staying faithful when no one’s watching. Healing behind the scenes. Saying no to what looks good so you can say yes to what is of God.
I wonder how many of us have settled for survival when God is inviting us to grow? How many of us are doing just enough to keep going, but not enough to actually thrive?
I’ve been there. Just trying to make it. Saying, “Lord, I’m fine,” when in reality I was running on empty. But the invitation to flourish is still there. It’s not about pretending to hold it all together. It’s about staying. Staying connected. Staying planted. Staying surrendered.
So if you’ve been measuring your flourishing by the metrics of success or spotlight, pause for a moment. Ask yourself: Am I rooted? Am I remaining in Him? Have I confused survival for fruitfulness?
Flourishing isn’t about doing more. It’s about going deeper.
And the good news is God is the Master Gardener. He knows exactly what to prune, what to water, and what to plant. You don’t have to figure it all out. You just have to stay connected. The fruit will come. The growth will happen. In season. In time.
So today, I’m choosing to redefine what it means to flourish. Not by how visible my life looks, but by how deeply rooted I am in Him.
And I hope you join me.
Take Care,

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