I was watching the rain come down a few minutes ago and was struck by the large water drops hitting the leaf and pushing it down with the force of the drop. It made me think of us when problems come and they have such force that they make us drop down, overwhelmed by the weight of what ever is troubling us.
There is always strong opposition to rising and this leaf is battling, as we do when we have trials that seem to push us down and leave us weak and sad.
But when the rain stops, the leaf is nourished by the rain and maybe has grown a mm or two just as our spirit does when we overcome our troubles. We may have cried over them, felt pushed down by them, felt overwhelmed in every way but when the trial is over, we have gained something in our spirits. We are stronger and stand taller because we have survived.
I am much like that large leaf that you see here. I have been pushed down. I have cried enough tears to fill a pitcher and yet, I am here. Weak in body but so strong in my mind. I have walked through the valley to reach the mountain and I am so thankful for all the rain in my life because it made me strong, just as it does every one of you.
My hope for each of us is, to not give up when we feel pressed down or have faces wet with tears. Let them nourish us as rain does this leaf and I promise you, we will all be stronger when the storm has passed.... I love you all, Kimmee
