May 9, 2010

On a walk in the woods on Mother's Day Eve.

I love it here. 

And I love the trails my husband mowed. 

 And the purple wild flowers. 

And the thorny locust with their pretty blooms. 

Life is like that, beautiful and thorny.  And I've really struggled with the idea of we should cut down those thorny trees but I don't know that I can.  I like them too.  Painful and purposeful.  A small reminder that there is no Heaven on Earth.  It is good to remember that we can not physically make everything in our lives perfect.  To some extent, we must be content and thankful.  Thankful for even the thorns that come with the flowers.

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