Nothing in nature blooms all year

“Would you rather be a tree, a rock, or a cloud?”

A year ago, I would have described myself as a cloud – unstable, easily moved by the wind, slow moving, always changing.

Today, I am a tree – independent, grounded, alive, and rooted in faith.

It’s amazing how much you can grow in a year.

What would you rather be?

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