In this Season
I don’t think we can always see our own evolution when it is taking place. Somewhat like clay on the wheel of life. We can’t quite see ourselves taking form and unable to predict what will shape us. But as the ole folks always say, “Time will tell”.
At this moment, I am able to look back and see how all of my life lessons and seasons were pulling, stretching, hardening, and softening who I am. The moment when everything around me seemingly dissolved literally in my hands was also the moment I realized it wasn’t my ending but my beginning. The parts that were solid became the foundation and the life force that holds me together.
And, now I know, I have become who I was always meant to be because of it.
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