One day I noticed a small dry creek bed flooded by the recent rain. Its sudden appearance was very unusual. The dark clouds dominated the midday sky light, the brightness of the day would be denied 'true' existence today.
I sat by the edge admiring the sudden beauty. It was then I also noticed the tiniest little frog sitting on the edge. That day would have gone unnoticed if I had not been there.
The little frog sat on a rock by the edge watching the water rush by. I wondered what he was thinking. He sat looking across. I sat looking at him looking across.
I thought to myself, "What are you thinking little one? You are safely perched on a stone."
The weather is foul, more rain is predicted, and the creek level is rising.
I continued to observed till it occurred to me what this little fellow thought, "I must get to the other side."
In one sudden leap of faith he jumped into the creek. He struggled but tried so hard with his little hind legs. Stone to stone he bound. He would fall into the water to once more push himself up onto the next stone. The raging water could easily have crushed him against the stones, but, he would fall in only to remerge. The water current was strong, his fight was stronger. Miraculously, somehow he made it to the other side.
The little frog once-more perched himself onto a stone looking back over the creek pridefully reviewing what he had just done.
I sat and contemplated: Life is a constant struggle. I just witnessed life is its simplest form...a little creature of God determined as he was for the purpose I do not know but with the desire and determination to conquer the obstacle laying before him.
Today the little frog taught me a lesson, face your obstacles, challenge, then fight as if your life depended on it. Everyday has its challenges, and, everyday has it reason. Whether agreeing or not does not matter, if you want to live...you must decide day by day to do so.
Life is fragile, it is far too short to live without living. Existence is not living...enjoying it is.