The evening rain is frozen in droplets all across the tree, leaving it glistening in the morning sun. With its unexpected beauty on display, it is not static. The bright sun that reveals its glory is also melting the ice almost imperceptibly. Raindrops held through the darkness on the branches are finally making it to their destination. The brief interruption on their journey brought extravagant beauty to a dormant and leafless growth, and collective purpose to the drops' descent.

Purpose can be found in every step, even the delays and the darkness. We are always changing, reforming and becoming.

What might be the purpose in the delay or change you are facing today?