Still, I never considered what I would do if I called for the Lord and He actually appeared before me. - Mitch Albom

I thought about all the people I knew who spent many of their waking hours feeling sorry for themselves. How useful it would be to put a daily limit on self-pity. Just a few tearful minutes, then on with the day.

Mitch, that's what faith is. If they spit in your face, you say it must be raining. But you still come back tomorrow.

Love like rain, can nourish from above, drenching couples with soaking joy. But sometimes, under the angry heat of life, love dries on the surface and must nourish from below, tending to its roots, keeping itself alive.