Both the ebbing of our strength or the sudden power surge we need can be painful.
…so we can grow…
Pain must happen. A seed’s hull must split for the stem to emerge. A child’s ankles must ache for the limbs to stretch. The heart must break and beat at the same time.
…and be prepared for things we are not equipped to handle now.
They stack like sedimentary rock before eroding, yet refreshing, rains.
…when we face our challenges with faith…
we trust the process.
…prepared to learn, willing to make changes…
we become part of the process.
…if necessary, to let go…
we release control.
…we are demanding our power be turned on.
We become released.
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