Fertile for Inspiration

 


I find myself caught in the middle of a hard place,

Challenging my success, the next steps. 

Sow I let God transform me,

Into a new person by changing the way I think. 

Here I will learn to know God's will for me, 

Which is good and pleasing and perfect. 

Now is the moment to trust the process,

 Growing the seeds I have already sown.

Letting the pressure of the hard place become the shaping force, 

Not the breaking one. 

Each challenge is a chisel sculpting my next level,

Sow I let God’s will unfold shifting my thinking. 

Listening inwardly, not for the next big answer, 

Yet for the gentle guidance that grows between breaths.

If I feel called to move, move if to pause, pause,

Yet always keeping mind lovingly fertile for inspiration.







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