We’re in a season of change.
Air stirs with sound familiar yet different. It’s like our ears remember the refrain but it doesn’t quite sound the same.
We’ve been laying fallow. Now we sense it is time to move forward.
Stretch limbs to sun, welcome warmth on upturned face, breathe easy.
New life springs forth from dead and dying. Darkness gives way to Light.
We see it in plant life. Sap surges and vitality rises from decay.
It is mirrored in our souls.
Each day is opportunity to start again.
Embrace change; embrace life, hope, healing, growth to come.
Yet.. while we waken, stir inwardly; while we make space for new, there is a growing pain.
Skin cracks under the weight of it. Joints protest. Habits die hard and dig deeper.
Hope can fail us and discouragement sit heavy when we focus more on where we are now rather than where we can be.
We’re in transition from moth to butterfly and our souls ache to fly free.
In time, we will.
Hang in there, friend. There’s a hand waiting, reaching for yours, holding you safe as you wobble.
God has got you. And He’ll see you through every painful process of becoming all He intends you to be.
You feel as if
you stand on the edge
of the abyss
on the precipice
I see you
as seed fallen
to the ground
ready to yield
its abounding harvest
which root you
to the earth
are pangs of new birth
You’re in a state
where you wait in position
as I ready to bring forth
hope of seeing Spring
I am training
you in love
before the raining
of my gifting
pours from heaven above
While we wait God is working on our behalf. We are being prepared for a destiny with an eternal perspective.
Keep trusting and believing. You are precious to Him . And though it may not look or feel like it yet ~ His timing is perfect.
*Bird photo credit:Image used courtesy of Kathy Snow
Joining here with Holley and other encouraging friends as we seek to offer #coffeeforyourheart