Great Things. E is for...

End

All good things must come to a end my mother always told me. Sometimes though the bad things finally do come to a end and you aren't sorry to see them go. I'm thankful of course for the way God uses things in our lives, but I'm grateful that He will bring a end to the storm and cover the sky a rainbow.

Days that feel blissfully normal because the hard times have had a end are wonderful. I do not know how to cherish the normal until it has been taken away from me. 

Things end and you don't want them too, because they were just too wonderful. If things were wonderful all the time though would we really know how to be thankful for wonderful. Does wonderful perhaps have to end, so we can know what we really have?

There are two kinds of end. One I'm happy to see and one I would rather not see, but I'm thankful for them both.