There was once a dying branch in a desert, it's roots barely planted in the sand, surrounded by nothing but endless miles of scorching winds and blistering heat. Then one day heaven saw fit to part it's clouds and rain down upon that branch. Soaking in every lingering drop the branch suddenly sprang to life, growing into a tall tree who's arms reached out into the vast emptiness around it, casting a cool shade across the desert sands. Birds soon flocked to it's branches, nesting within the lush comfort of it's leaves, lost travelers stumbled from miles around to collapse...
I sit here tapping away at the small glowing keys on my laptop, the rattling sound of the air conditioner rushing through the vents overhead, the room is empty… just me and my thoughts. Sometimes it takes bumping into one of these "alone" moments to make myself stop. Stop, breathe and just thank God for another day. For everything He's brought me through over the years. Life changes, people change, desires change, times and circumstances change… but trials always have this funny way of staying the same. You hurdle over one and another one is staring you in the face,...