Spring *awakens* the dormant.
I look out at the garden bed where flowers blossom and colors will bloom a harvest of beauty. The snow has melted and if I look closely I can see life exposed. I think of how the life I see appears so raw and screams for warmth to cover its nakedness.
This is kind of how I feel after living the winter.
God has disciplined me during this past season.
It hasn’t been enjoyable while it was happening – it has been incredibly painful.
I feel raw. Exposed.
My spirit has gone through a dark, cold season where the story I’ve lived has struggled to see His grace. In my struggling, I’ve been led to read back through the years of my life-story and *see* where I’ve been covered with my Father’s love – His protection. His grace.
I’ve grown weary, and struggled to stay close to Him and not venture off to a more comfortable place, although not the safest or best for me.
I see more now that all is grace. Truly. All. This exposed rawness is part of His process in leading me closer to knowing Him – trusting Him.
During the cold winter months it seemed as though new growth was dormant, buried underneath the frozen ground, waiting to become awakened by the warmth of the sunshine and melting snow.
My spirit has been given eyes to see how my Father has covered me with His warmth, like snow covers and protects the undergrowth.
Under His covering, I have grown.
I never stopped growing.
I’m more able to trust Him now. The dark, cold season was His grace.
I’m able to *see* that our Father is a good God who only wants His best for us. He loves us too much to give us less of what we need. In seeing, I trust there will be a harvest of beauty through life He creates.
Even as I doubt His goodness and as I doubt His love, I am better able to see His grace-covered mercies now – even in long, sleepless nights, and even if my deepest longing never does come to pass. I trust more now that the dark, cold places of my life really are for my good. Those seasons really are testaments of His mercies and grace.
We celebrate the Resurrection of Christ in the Spring when our senses are on high alert of all things fresh and vibrant and new.
I can feel the rawness of my exposed spirit – my life – and now I want nothing more than for Him to do as He wills for my life. I trust the rawness has been made with Love.
No longer do I want to adorn myself with the things that are comfortable and to hide from who He has called me to be. I now long for Him to burn His love right through my inner core and let nothing stand in the way from feeling His grace.
As color and warmth bloom into your life, may you be encouraged by seeing the growth that was worked into your life during the dark, cold seasons of your life.
And as the growth becomes exposed, let it be seen by all. Let the living, breathing goodness of Christ be evident in your life.
Though tired, wobbly and raw, may you grip tightly to His robe and draw strength from His goodness.
By Amy R. Hunt, a {Grace} full *life*
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Brianne says
Thank you for sharing this wonderfully written piece, a needed reminder in my life that always, always God is working and even in the darkness, sometimes even especially in the darkness, we grow.
Amy says
You’re so right, Brianne. *Always”. Be blessed.
Danelle Townsend says
“And as growth becomes exposed, let it be seen by all.”
Love this thought.
I was reading somewhere yesterday, and I wrote it in my prayer journal
that . . “consuming His blessings without communicating His goodness short changes the very purpose of His gift of grace in our lives.”
Thanks for this post. Blessings to you as we both “grip tightly to His robe.”
Amy says
I love that…”communicating His goodness short changes the very purpose of His gift of grace…” Thank you for sharing!
Heather says
Amy, your story seems to be much like the journey/season I am in with God and my relationship with Him as well. Thank you for sharing it!
Amy says
I’m so glad what God gave me to write has touched you! Be blessed!
Krissie says
This was excellent. THank you for sharing this bit of your journey. It is an encouragement to me, on my own path in this way… Bless you!
Amy says
Oh, I’m so glad you were encouraged, and I’m so glad you shared!