I was drawn to the trees. Then, searching for a small one. I found it, a sapling. This small, ordinary thing that could easily get over-looked. But it won't be small for long. Given a few years, it will be huge. Similarly, You whispered, you may be young and ordinary, but I want to do big things with you. After I had uprooted it, and taken it from the ground, what I knew was mine, I started to have second thoughts about. It wasn't a very 'pretty' one, maybe I could find a better one elsewhere. One that was all growing in the same direction, had a few less dead needles. It was then that my my Creator told me, "No, Hannah, this is you." I don't need to chose a more beautiful one. You are what I want. You don't have to be perfect. More skilled, having more talents, less insecurities- no, given time, you will be something great. But, you have to be rooted and grounded. Seeking Me out, founded in the things of Me.
I am a tree, bending beneath the weight of His wind and mercy. I'll sway with with Him.
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