Open the box ....
Pour into bowl.....
add milk....
grab spoon....
Breakfast......
So as I sat looking out the window eating my culinary masterpiece, the scene outside captivated me. The wind rushed through the trees at great speed. As the wind blew, it caused the branches of the trees to dance with sweeping dips and radical twists in every direction.
For awhile I watched with interest, but no particular thoughts. Then something interesting dawned on me. The wind was having its way with the trees, but something in their behavior we, as people, would do well to adopt.
They bent to a point showing themselves flexible, but they were not moved. Roots fully established and firmly in place, the trees held their ground.
To be flexible in small matters and firmly rooted in the absolutes of life will, in turn, give your life opportunity to flourish.....even on the windy days.
