How Does That Lilly Grow In This Place?
In this valley were the sun did seem to shine all day and a lone coyote on a hilltop calls out
for a mate. Were arid temperatures seemed to linger throughout the day and the skulls of
the weakest of Mother Nature’s most defenseless litter this place and nature’s many
scavengers’ feed off the last of their remains. With their forward set eyes which always seem
to be in search of another easy meal to claim. As both the weak and the strong seek out
shelter from the hot day’s sun, with shelter at a premium and each cool place to rest virtually
non existence to those who sought out relief from the unforgiving rays of the hot sun beams
burning down on their carcasses and brains. Some of them would even fight for those rare
and few cool hiding spots, even if it meant to their death. This was Mother Nature’s attempted
to bring balance and harmony to a place where only the strongest of God’s creations seem to
thrive in this place. It was here that I found a single Lilly growing in this God forsaking place
and it was then that I did realize? That our God had a purpose for us all in this world, even
for that single Lilly that was growing there all alone in this place… It was Gods way of telling
me that all things are possible even if we seem to be alone in this world. One was not a sign
of the end, it’s really a sign that there is more to come and that is why the Lilly does grow
there in the valley all alone in a place where there was once none.
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