Saturday, 8 December 2012
I often wonder how it is that a butterfly knows exactly which flower has the sweetest nectar? All insects seem to know that instinctively. They always find the choicest, sweetest fruit.
All of us in our house love fruit, especially grapes, and the fruit sellers make them seem even more delicious with promises of "sweeter than honey". Exactly such salesman talk enticed my husband to arrive home with a whole box of delicious grapes, and although not exactly sweeter than honey, they were mostly quite nice. However, every now and then you would bite into a particularly sour one that would make your toenails curl up and clench your jaw muscles in a tetanus grip.
This made me think about life and what Forest Gump's mother told him, "Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you are going to get". To me life is like a bunch of grapes. Most days are sweet and juicy, full of lovely fresh goodness. Unfortunately some days are sour, testing our perseverance, trying our patience. Some days leave us with a bitter taste in the mouth. Some days make us want to declare that we never want to eat grapes ever again.
Yet it is that sweet tasting grape that let us reach for the next one, and the next. It is exactly that sour one that makes us appreciate the sweet grapes all the more. It keeps life interesting and exciting. It keeps us grateful. Every single grape, sweet or sour, is needed to make that special bottle of wine. Every experience, every success or disappointment, shapes us into the people we are, giving every one of us our unique character.
It is not the even easy and level road that build and strengthen our muscles, no, it is the uphills and uneven terrain that develop our perserverance and stamina, strengthening us. It builds our character and shapes us.
My wish for you today is this - may you enjoy your bunch of grapes, and may the sour ones be few!
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