Hubby
and I are experiencing Olympic withdrawals. What I’ll miss the most are the
profiles of athletes who have overcome great adversity, who have the gumption
it takes to persevere through trials to achieve greatness.
Such
inspiring stories are all around us, though a TV crew may not cover them. Take,
for example, the tiny cottonwood below. It’s been inadvertently weed-eated,
mowed, and trampled by cows. After each calamity, I thought it was done for; in
fact, I couldn’t even find it in its little ditch on the edge of a hayfield. Weeks
or months later, though, it would rise up out of oblivion and start the whole
business of growing--again.
When
fall comes, I’ll transplant the little tree to a safer location. Such moves can
be hard on saplings, but I have no doubt that this one will not only survive
but thrive. (I pray the same for you, whatever the obstacles that must be
overcome!)
“Thanksgivings will pour out of the windows; laughter will spill
through the doors. Things will get better and better….They'll thrive, they'll
flourish. The days of contempt will be over.” –JEREMIAH 30:19
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