A Mighty Oak

A mighty wind blew night and day.
It stole the oak tree's leaves away,
Then snapped its boughs and pulled its bark
Until the oak was tired and stark.
But still the oak tree held its ground
While other trees fell all around.
The weary wind gave up and spoke,
"How can you still be standing, Oak?"
The oak tree said, "I know that you
Can break each branch of mine in two,
Carry every leaf away,
Shake my limbs, and make me sway.
But I have roots stretched in the earth,
Growing stronger since my birth.
You'll never touch them, for you see,
They are the deepest part of me.
Until today, I wasn't sure
Of just how much I could endure.
But now I've found, with thanks to you,
I'm stronger than I ever knew."
-Author Unknown

I know now more than ever that the adversary is real. That he does everything and anything in his power to bring us down. He attacks us in every way possible. And he rejoices when we fall. Sometimes I feel like I'm a mighty oak tree....and other times I feel like a new little tree that was barely planted. I'm so thankful for my testimony of the gospel, the plan of salvation, and my family and friends that help keep me "rooted."