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"Though outwardly we are wasting away..."
Ever since, I have given a great deal of thought to this matter as I have watched their progression from fragile fledglings to viable, blooming bushes. It kind of mirrors this most recent season in my life. I like to say it feels akin to being plunged into the deep end of a pool without knowing how to swim or being forced to learn a new language by sheer immersion. It is NOT pretty...it's pretty uncomfortable!
A sweet friend of mine recently encouraged me with these words from her mentor. This tumultuous road you're walking right now--it's just a season. It will not last forever
And while that is true, I remember thinking, "But it sure would be nice to know when I get to turn the page on this season", like when you turn the page on your calendar knowing spring is just around the corner. Unfortunately, sometimes seasons in life tend to stick around like a lingering house guest well-past their welcome. There is simply no light at the end of the tunnel.
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