In the cold wind, sharp scissors cut off with one knife, branches fell in response, and the wound shed juice. But the workers say that only the fruit trees pruned in this way can bear more delicious fruits in the next year.
Every fruit tree has such large or small pruning marks. Such wounds cry in the wind and heal slowly, but next year, the whole fruit tree will bear more and better fruits.
In fact, what is the difference between people and fruit trees? When the winter of life comes, one day you suddenly find yourself with nothing in the gale, and fate never sympathizes with the weak in trouble. It will only make things worse by pruning your branches with sharp scissors without mercy.
If you can bear all the pain, then those wounds will become scars, and when you harvest next year, they will become traces of pride, courage and glory!
Just like an eagle, the eagle we see is a strong man of life and a hero who dominates the sky with his wings. But the eagle learned to fly in the process of falling. The baby eagle was brutally thrown out of the nest. If it can't learn to fly, it will fall to death on a cliff. If it learns, it will dominate its sky from now on, and that painful experience has become a glorious trace to promote the success of life!
But eagles don't fly in the blue sky with their wings. They climbed to the top of the mountain step by step, then jumped down from it, flapping their wings to take off during the fall.
When we are in the cold winter of life and are pruned, we are like eagles dragging their wings step by step on the mountain road. Our proud wings are stained with mud, our proud heads hang down, and our wounds are unbearable. But when we jumped down from the top of the mountain, the fierce cold wind penetrated our whole wing and made it bloodshot. We ride the wind and dominate our sky. The wound that flows through blood and tears has become a trace of brilliant testimony, and the dust on our wings has become a trace of pride. Pain makes our wings smoother and becomes the trace of courage left on us by years!
Therefore, when we have nothing in the wind, when we are brutally pruned by fate, when we walk slowly with our heads down step by step, the wound is unbearable and we must never give up. Because only after suffering can you succeed, and those sufferings will become the glorious traces in your life!