This is the nature of a year. Every year, and thus all of life, is high and low and in-between. And we never see it coming. The best we can do is expect the chaos, lean into Jesus and brace ourselves for a crash course in life’s most important lesson—that we are not in control.
Appearances are a sham, and Jesus knows it. He is not interested in our pretty leaves, he wants to know what’s happening on the inside. Is our root system mature enough to reach down deep and find the water we need to be fruitful?
If you and I can train our spiritual senses to sniff out the presence of God in the midst of soul-deep dehydration, our lives will be restored. Like a new seedling. Ready to truly live again.
Like the natural process that requires intense heat and extreme pressure to transform carbon into diamonds, I began to see beauty emerge from this trying season when I let the pressure fulfill its purpose.
Things don’t change just because a new year begins. Things change because we begin. We begin to take God at his word and live like his promises are true for our lives.
This month has taught me more about myself than I bargained for. On February 1st, I was prepared to eat better, sleep more, workout consistently, read more, and spend more quality time with God than ever. But I wasn’t prepared for the war my flesh would wage against the good habits (both old and new) in my life.