On occasion, when a plant of mine looks to be dead, a new shoot eventually springs forth. This message of hope always amazes me!
There are parts of me that have died over the years, sometimes even by choice. These are usually pieces not needed or in need of transformation. The parts I have allowed to die do not belong to my true self.
I haven’t always been aware of my true self. I continue to discover my authentic self by listening to God, experiencing his work in my life and acting on his word. I have also learned much about myself by listening to stories of my ancestors. This leads me to discovering God’s will and doing so gives birth to hope and joy.
I am thankful for strong roots of faith which allow my life to be transformed according to God’s will.
Bread for the Journey 