G is for Grow

     If you think about it, all our lives we are wishing we would grow or something would.  When I was little all I wanted was to grow bigger.  Now that I am bigger all I want is to grow smaller.  When we are young we long to grow up so we can do more things, and then we grow and wish we could just go back to the times when a hug and kiss from our mommy cured all the world’s hurts and solved all our problems.


    Here in Indiana, spring breezes are blowing today and before much longer people will be planting gardens and flowers wishing and praying that they would just grow.  We will water and nurture our plants, just as we love and nurture our children watching them grow hoping they will prosper, flourish, and life will treat them well.

     Unfortunately, life is not easy.  The road is long and full of potholes.  Our hearts are broken, feelings are hurt, and we mourn.  Still there is beauty in the sadness and the grief because out of the ashes of our tragedies, we learn and grow.  Whether we are at the beginning of our lives or near the end, every day we live there is potential to grow.