Birth and rain

Life and birth happen as they are meant to happen

As I walked out onto the back porch this morning, these tiny little leaves grabbed my eyes. Over the last month, here in Montana, we have had so many wildfires. We waited, and waited, and waited for rain and it didn't come. These fires even went viral on Facebook. It seems like the whole United States was praying for rain in Montana.
As I walked outside this morning, I noticed the raindrops on the beautiful leaves. The rain came just when it was supposed to. The fires happened, and from them... new life will grow. Everything happens for reason, and everything happens in its own time.
There is a time and a place for everything!
This month has also been very hard on me as a wife, a mother, and a birth worker. As I stood, looking at these raindrops, I was reminded that the same truth is unfolding in my life. It's unfolding in each of our lives. There is a time and a season for everything. As we walk through each day, we should embrace our now. Embrace the moment. Embrace the people in front of us. Put down our cell phones, and listen. Listen to the people around us. Listen to the sounds around us, and allow each and every moment to better us as people.
Just as I recognized with the fires, sometimes growth hurts. Change is not easy. In order to grow we have to surrender to the birth pains of life. In life there are times when it seems easy, just as in early labor. Then as we enter into transition, we feel like giving up. Take hold of what is about to emerge. Take hold of life. Find the people that love you enough to look you in the eye, and tell you. That you can do it!

Transition is upon us. Change is coming and it's going to be good... oh so good! You can do it!