Rationally, I know God has things in control. I know he's got my 'glass slipper' so to speak, and whilst it may not be conventional (of course it won't be, as we're called to live in the world but not to be of the world) my calling lies ahead of me like concrete.
But in this world?! In this life?
I feel like when the next challenge will be presented, far from rising to it, I'll try to lean on my own strength and crumble. I'm not as confident as other people, not as out-going, not as beautiful or headstrong, determined or thrill-seeking...
And yet when these doubts were running havoc in my mind, God comforted me by reminding me that I am just a seed.
And seeds are tiny. Am I right?
I may be small, seemingly insignificant, seemingly trodden on, pushed into the ground... but one day that seed will rise up into a tree.
But not by my own strength.
A seed cannot feed itself no matter how hard it tries, all it can do is spread it's roots far enough to catch the goodness from the other things that can. For some people that may be the world, fashion, a new pair of shoes, a sport they excell in, praise from someone they admire... but for me it will be God. God's spirit will feed me, his word will water me, he will pour sunshine down onto me until I shoot upwards into the destiny into which I was called, up into the world and then through this world into the next.
Frankly, I can't wait.
Inspiration taken from: 'I am a Seed' by David Crowder...
