The Little Flower Knows It Will Bloom
I woke up to a work e-mail that was not the most pleasant.
It colored all my thoughts a glassy blend of dark blue-gray.
After I responded, I started to deal with the internal and bodily reactions of being provoked by conflict.
Knot in the stomach. Anger. Judgement. Interrogation. Fear.
In a flash, I witnessed a beautiful thought: God is bigger than this problem.
I repeated it again and smiled.
But, the bitter thoughts returned.