Each day this spring, I have sat numerous times a day on my front porch and admired the huge oak tree in my front yard. I have watched it bud and blossom with leaves, until recently I noticed the leaves had withered and many had died. I pondered the need for some personal attention, perhaps some individual watering with the hose.
But then came the rains. Not just a drizzle or rainy day. But torrential downpours. And, guess what? My oak tree is blossoming and well fed.
I pondered then that the downpours came only with great storms and hazardous weather. What we may cringe to endure, that tree welcomed for survival.
Do you think perhaps we should change our perspective of storms in our lives? The rain we need to grow to our fullest comes only in the greatest storms.
God is mysterious in how He works. But, today, I hope to welcome the biggest storms in my life, for its sustaining watering of my soul will help me endure the dry summer ahead.
Today I believe that God has led me back to you, my friend. I followed the link in your email, and I have truly been blessed by your words. Our struggles are different, but we both have endured torential storms, and look to our father to use these downpours to heal us, and even help us bloom. Today you have reminded me of something I lost sight of in the heavy rain. Today you have been my minister, and I am thankful beyond words.
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