Shaken, not stirred

This reflection may have saved me.  I'm shaken though.

"The spiritual life is like a tree. The one that has the deepest roots will withstand any wind, no matter how strong, and whatever elements the world will throw at it. Those whose roots are shallow and whose frame is week will be swept away or blown over. Though the branches may sway, at its core the tree with the deep roots is strong and sturdy. Sometimes, it happens that entire forests are uprooted and destroyed by man. But where those trees once stood, new ones will grow, because there will always be someone to plant them. This is the truth of the Church. Those who root themselves in Christ and the tradition of the Church, those who truly anchor their faith and their lives in the hope of Christ and the cross will never be destroyed by the winds and weather of the world and of the devil. But those whose roots are shallow and whose faith superficial will find it hard to resist the onslaught of the Evil One. Sadly, there are many who abandon the faith and who are overcome by the trials of the world. But those where these 'trees' once stood, new ones will grow. For the Lord, the planter, will always be there to sow new seeds."

I'll take my chances

For the Longest Time - Billy Joel

And then it rained

"Okay, life's a fact, people do fall in love, people do belong to each other, because that's the only chance anybody's got for real happiness."

525,600 Minutes

Morning

Hello.  I'm a sea otter.

Raining in December

Why is it raining?

Why now?

I was hoping to escape this finally. A few months of reprieve.  But no.  Always the rain. 

Snow is pretty, snow is soft, it doesn't soak you, leaving you cold and wet and wanting warmth.  I don't want rain!

I'm probably just lonely.  I normally like the rain.  I just don't know what this symbolizes.

Great Thinkers

Philosoraptor is so wise.