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Storms Never Last - Cherry Lee Funk

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As I sit on the beach today, I am reminded of a poem a friend of mine wrote. It  is titled "Storms Never Last."  And as I sit here today, I just hope and pray she is right. Storms come but they also go.  I try to remember that if we never have the storms, we surely wouldn't appreciate the sun as much.

Personally, I have always been someone who basks in the sun. I think that is because there have been many storms in my life, so whenever just a little ray of sun shines through, I grab it and hold it close.  Sometimes I really believe that if I hold it and I care for it and I give it just what it needs, it will grow into a huge sunbeam that will light my path and warm me for many days to come.  And then sometimes after holding it and caring for it, I find it was just a little glimmer that soon fades.

But I know that if I had never grabbed hold of it in the first place, there wouldn't have been that bright warm glow in my heart and in my life.  Though I would have liked for it to stay longer and not fade away, I realize its time has gone.  So I need to be happy for the time it was here and thankful for it kept me warm and made me happy even if only for a little while.  As I look into the sky today, there are clouds on the horizon and the sunbeam has faded and left me for now, but I will carry it around in my heart to take out on those days when I need a reminder, like today that Storms Never Last.