Death Valley is the lowest, hottest, and driest place in this entire hemisphere.  Two hundred seventy feet below sea level, it’s filled with sand dunes and naked buttes that stretch for miles and miles.  There’s no sign of life there at all.

And yet, some years ago it began raining in Death Valley and it rained for nineteen consecutive days.  And do you know what happened?  The desert began to bloom.  Poppies and larkspur, little buttercups began popping out all over the place.  They filled the desert and clothed it with fantastic colors.  When the rain was over, people went out and were able to collect in no more than a 50-yard radius over 100 different kinds of beautiful flowers.

Listen, though you’ve lived your life all these years in a certain way, don’t ever convince yourself that who you are is who you must be forever.  Beautiful flowers lie buried beneath the surface of your life.  They need only a little watering.  Flowers can bloom on your desert and they can fill your desert with joy.