4 Seasons of life

 

Gentle Reader,

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Well,  did you enjoy our little life's lessons on love?
 How about Just a little lesson on life itself. Gentle reader Why am I here ? I don't know except that God send us where we are needed? Me? Here? Well O.K. maybe there something I need to see or do or perhaps someone to help or to help me. we are all interconnected you know. Much as we like to think we are independent we are not. we need one another. So today as you drink your beverage of choice (mine's coffee, you knew that didn't you) think about your life where are you going, how are you going to get there? Are you going alone or is there some one you want to take along?  Maybe you might want me to come with you are some else you feel comfortable to tag along your journey through life  I have an suggestion ...t .......

Lessons on Life (Pictures of same scene, different seasons).  

There was a man who had four sons. He wanted his sons to learn not to judge things too quickly. So he sent them each on a quest, in turn, to go and look at a pear tree that was a great distance away.

The first son he sent in the winter, the second in the spring, the third in summer, and the youngest son in the fall.

When they had all gone and come back, he called them together to describe what they had seen.

The first son said that the tree was ugly, bent, and twisted.

The second son said no it was covered with green buds and full of promise.

The third son disagreed; he said it was laden with blossoms that smelled so sweet and looked so beautiful, it was the most graceful thing he had ever seen.

The last son disagreed with all of them; he said it was ripe and drooping with fruit, full of life and fulfillment

The man then explained to his sons that they were all right, because they had each seen but only one season in the tree's life.

He told them that you cannot judge a tree, or a person, by only one season, and that the essence of who they are and the pleasure, joy, and love that come from that life can only be measured at the end, when all the seasons are up.

If you give up when it's winter, you will miss the promise of your spring, the beauty of your summer, fulfillment of your fall.

 The Moral Gentle Reader:

Don't let the pain of one season destroy the joy of all the rest. Don't judge life by one difficult season. Persevere through the difficult patches and better times are sure to come.

"The old things are passing away, behold, all things are becoming new." Jesus

Love you and until next time,

Remember, God Loves you and so do I! You are accepted, you are valued you are Loved!

Denis