I was taken aback by the flowers I saw on my evening walk with April. They were growing in what appeared to be rock. I’m sure they had dug into the soil, but they were surrounded by rock. I had a long day full of upsets and hurt feelings. I was reflecting on that when the flowers came to my mind. Poppa, how do they do that? I sustain them, they grow where planted. It was a simple answer, yet packed with meaning,
These flowers grew where their seeds fell. They dug into good soil beneath the rocks and were flourishing. I didn’t see any grass over this area, yet little pretty patches of white flowers spotted the brown, rocky terrain. Then God showed me, there were no weeds to choke out their life. They had obstacles to over come, but once they dug in they flourished.
I am being refined, prepared for all the Lord has for me. Through the process, the weeds must go. People that choke the life out of my dream must be weeded out. Others that twist and grind against me preventing me from taking root must be excavated. Those that condemn and judge without merit must be pulled up and tossed out. This is why my Poppa told me my circle would be small. It takes a select group of Godly people to help encourage, support, and propel one to the next level. Yes, my circle got a little smaller today; but my roots dug in deeper and God is sustaining me through each stage of my growth. 💛 ~ Chelle, #f8ithgal
“Behold, God is mine helper: the Lord is with them that uphold my soul.” ~ Psalm 54:4