I want to share with you a snippet from a poem called “Good Timber,” by Douglas Malloch: “Good timber does not grow with ease: The stronger wind, the stronger trees; The further sky, the greater length; The more the storm, the more the strength. By sun and cold, by rain and snow, In trees and men good timbers grow.” This poem is convicting for me as I am guilty of sometimes wishing and praying for fewer “storms” in my life. Rather than asking for more strength, I mistakenly request easier trials. Instead of asking for fewer storms, I should instead be asking for deeper roots to take advantage of the rain when it comes. Instead of requesting a gentle breeze, I should request a stronger trunk so I can remain upright when the tempest strikes. Instead of praying for only clear skies, I should be praying for broader branches so others can find shelter and comfort when the downpour starts. I must remember, “Good timber does not grow with ease.”