Rain...

Seems like the past two seasons it rained and rained some more. I’d get my grass cut only to have it grow back again in a matter of days. But the reality is that rain makes he grass grow. Without it the grass would wither and die away. So I began to look at it as a symbol of what I needed. Yea sometimes it felt like the rain kept coming and at one point I thought I was gonna drown. But I put on my rain boots, rain jacket, and grabbed my umbrella (kinda like putting on the full armor of God). And I kept pressing on. There were days when my face was drenched; so wet from tears! But I could not wither nor could I quit! After all I was just growing! But after the rain...How Beautiful the sun does shine! ☀️ So when the storms of life come your way and the downpours try to wash you away; just look at yourself and say I’m growing!