Life contains a whole series of storms, storms that help to sprout new growth; storms that flush clean our own clogged drains.
The peace that comes after a storm is worth singing about.
Each storm can be likened to a rung on the ladder to wholeness, the ladder to full membership in the healthy human race.
The storms make climbing tough, but we get strength with each step.
The next storm will be more easily weathered.
If today is a stormy day, let me remember it will freshen the air I breathe.
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I'm looking for the top of the ladder. Never seem to see it.
Peace
One rung of the ladder at a time--maybe it's good we don't 'see it'. I'm one who likes to think she's 'arrived'. I'm glad to say that's not the case--keeps me taking those rungs, one rung at a time.
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To travel is better than to arrive?
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"The storms make climbing tough, but we get strength with each step.
The next storm will be more easily weathered."
Yes siree! I have alway seen that every challenge I've been through in my life, has prepared me for the next, and the next, and the next; giving me strength.
Thank you for this reminder, Mel!
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Storms can knock your socks off, but they do make us stronger. I'm sure of that. Been there, still there.. but learning, and growing, with every step.
Thanks for your wisdom, little fairy.
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