That's what I've been wondering about lately. Sometimes I get a little down about the quarrelsome moments. I want us to be happy all the time. I want patience and sisterly kindness 24/7. Happiness, giggles, and hearts full o' love around the clock.
But I'm thinking that's not real.
When I was younger, I used to love to listen to the music of Les Miserables. Just now I remembered one of my favorite songs, although not one of the more famous ones. I used to play it on the piano and sing it to myself because I loved the words- I loved the message. The name of the song is "A Little Fall of Rain", and is sung by Eponine and Marius just before Eponine dies. The whole song is beautiful, but this morning for some reason I thought of the line where she tells him, ". . .And rain will make the flowers grow".
I've been thinking along those lines the past few days, but hadn't quite thought of it that way. I've been pondering how families grow. It seems that the past few months have been pretty sunshiney. (Not outside, of course- just inside our little abode). I've noticed this trend before. Sunshine, blue skies. . .all is well. I should know by now that blue skies can't go on forever. Always, always there will come a little rain. The clouds will gather, people will feel a little stormy, and a few tear drops will fall. It just seems to be the way of things.
Rain will make our flowers grow.