“I like rainy days the best,” an old artist told me. “That’s when the colors shine true.”
I understood what he meant. The same holds true for people as well. When the clouds are the thickest and it seems that the stream of troubles will never end, you find out who’s got enough perspective to smile, to reach out with a helping hand, to speak a sincere and encouraging word.
Circumstances are just that, you know – good or bad only because we label them so. To the lily, hours of endless rain are no reason not to dance.