Bad Times

Isn’t it funny how the bad times seem to overshadow the good?  Why is it that we so feverously remember the bad things that happen and so easily forget the wonderful ones?  Could it be that your marriage is not a bad marriage, it’s simply experiencing a bad season?  Could it be that your job is not a bad job, but a bad season?  Remember just because the leaves wither and fade in winter, we don’t chop down the whole tree.