Rebuild and Restore:Trusting the Process

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This season of my life is my winter...I am shedding the old while God is creating the new within me! The journey to restoration is not always pretty because in order to fully bloom in Spring everything must die and fall off so that there is room for the new buds to grow. Asking God to take control of your life and giving him full access to your mind, body, and spirit and is like planting a seed and waiting for the flowers to grow. While the seed is being nourished and fed with water, soil, and sunlight the shell has to crack and break open to fully receive the nutrients. This is where the magic really happens because as the roots begin to emerge from the broken seed and plant themselves deep in the ground the flower is claiming it's place in the soil. Imagine if you dug it up while all of this was happening...you could possibly mistake the broken seed as no good and give up on your flower before it has a chance to show you how beautiful it can grow to be. For this reason you have to trust the process and know that as long as you are feeding it with the right stuff you will reap a harvest when the time is right! Now imagine you are that seed feeding on God's word, fellowship, and prayer. Some people will mistake you as broken and no good throughout your process; you may even want to give up on yourself, but you have to trust the process (Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding. Proverbs 3:5). Know that the Spring is coming and you will reap a harvest if you stay focused on your goals and keep feeding your spirit...I know I am!!! 

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