I couldn’t capture the brightness of the surrounding outside that moves my heart as I look at this tree.  Building foundation.  Taking roots.  I hope that my faith is deeply rooted.

I am dying everyday with what I’ve been struggling inside.  This is not me.  This is God’s will for me.

This morning I was complaining again.  That this is not really how I pictured things here.  I was crying while trying to swallow spoonful of rice.  Then I’ve come across this post:

You are where God wants you to be to be the hand, mouth, voice of God.  Be a blessing to others.

Then I remember what my spiritual leader said in her prayer for me based on Genesis 12:3.  God has been so good to me.  And He’s also been good to those who have blessed me. 🙂  It’s overwhelming sometimes–all the blessings that I’ve been receiving although I know that I don’t deserve it.  Maybe God is teaching me about His grace.

Praise be to God. 🙂

One thought on “Rooted

  1. Count it all joy, my brothers, when you meet trials of various kinds, for you know that the testing of your faith produces steadfastness. And let steadfastness have its full effect, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing. (James 1:2-4 ESV) 🙂

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