Sometimes, life has a way of gifting unexpected storms.
The rain pours with ferocity,
The winds take your breath away,
The waters rage.
You quickly find yourself knee deep.
The water, so cold, it's painful. The sting of each thrash. Each twist. Each twirl. It's more than you can fight.
So you let go, lay back, and ride it out.
Dead roots get pulled, dying branches rip away, and the more you experience, the more you realize, the once muddy waters you began in, start to appear clear.
The junk, the insecurities, the weights of opinions....
It all begins to float away.
At the end of your journey, you discover the beauty of the color that lies beneath. The process of being refined. Jagged edges, emerge smooth.
Each ride produces new life. The dead is gone, and what was mistaken for broken, is revealed in all its beauty.
Every storm builds character.
Embrace them. But learning to ride.....That's the best part.