Sometimes I do things that require sacrifices. Why do I do them? I’m not always sure, but by listening to my heart I usually know it’s the right thing to do.
Caterpillars are willing to dissolve and transform without knowing what the end result will be. Inside the chrysalis the caterpillar’s body breaks down and a butterfly’s head, body, and wings take shape.
When important times of transition came for Jesus, he entered enclosures of waiting – the wilderness, a garden, the tomb. Jesus’ life was a balanced rhythm of waiting on God and expressing the fruits of that waiting. ~Sue Monk Kidd
Father, if you are willing, remove this cup from me; yet, not my will but yours be done. -Luke 22:42
Bread for the Journey 