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New Growth

    Hey, everyone. Glad you could stop by. I was in the back 'yard' and noticed the new growth on some of the trees and bushes. It seems to be extraordinarily long this year. The reason for this is because we have just seen the end of a drought that has spanned 7 years. A lot of wells had gone dry in the area. Creeks had gone dry. Many plants, grass, flowers and trees had died. Now it is spring and life returns. This particular tree has a spurt of new growth that is about three feet long.
    I think that people are similar to plants in many ways. We think that we are never going to get out of the rut we are in or the problem we are in. We fail to recognize the seasons of life. The very young and the very old, in particular, fret when we don't see progress. The very young fret because, #1 When you are young, time seems to drag by and #2 Because young people are impatient, with the energy of youth almost demanding action in each phase of their life.
    Very old people also fret over periods when growth can not be seen. The reason for this is because they know full well that their time is limited. To see no progress in finances, personal growth, relationships or other things really chafes these people like tight underwear.
     Waiting on the drought to end is difficult but it is really sweet when the rains return. The rains of finances, blessings, health, friends, good luck and peace. Of course, nothing brings hope better than a good dose of spring weather. Oh, on the picture, the new growth is the red stem.
    From the author's green (and red) retreat, I'm CE Wills.
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