This last year has been tough. Although i am reminded that in order for a plant to grow the seed must die... It's not that i must physically die, but i must die to my old habits. Jealousness, pride, arrogance.
Through the Lenten season i wanted to give something up not to take it back, but to completely let it go. Because i want to be transformed through this season, to really have it change me.
And because i constantly let this remind me i feel as if i have lost my shell, and am able to sprout.
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