This afternoon my husband and I decided to take a walk and absorb some vitamin D. We came across a hollow tree. The hollow part was burnt up and seemed to be someone's rubbish bin. As we looked at the upper part of the tree, we noticed that it had spread out its branches and the leaves were all so green. I thought about this irony and had a light bulb moment, or rather a conviction. It doesn't matter what life throws at you. Just like the hollow tree as long as your roots are founded on fertile ground, you'll always bloom, bear fruit, reach out for the skies. I may be a hollow tree; but I'm going places, cause God ain't done with me yet.
