The process of spiritual growth

Sometimes out of the crystal clear heavens,

God reaches down and uproots my plans –

I am always stunned when this happens,

it’s terrifying.

But then, with gentle and powerful hands –

sure as the sun,

He replants me somewhere beautiful,

where I have even more room to stretch and rise up to meet Him.

When will I learn to trust in His goodness?

When will I accept that this is the process of spiritual growth?

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