It wasn't until I got back home that I realized every day is an opportunity to enter a place of peace. Jesus promises to be our peace and offers us peace that passes understanding, and peace that's not as the world gives. As I walked through my own garden of beautiful roses lovingly tended by my green thumbed husband, I realized that my peace comes from remembering who is in control. When I see the beauty and symmetry of a rose, when I take in its fragrance, I can't help but think, "If my Father in heaven took that much time to create such beauty in something that lives for only days and then is gone, won't He take so much more time with me to make me a creation of spiritual beauty in His Kingdom? Will anything in all creation come to me that hasn't gone through His hands first? And if He allows it, can I believe anything else other than it will be used somehow for my good, even if it isn't "good" in itself?"
I don't like the way things are right now because its painful. Pruning always is. I'm going to remember that as I walk through my own God-given garden each day. God is in control. He loves me, and He's doing a work in me. I will look back on all of this one day and be amazed at His wisdom and love. And He didn't leave me to walk the path alone. He has given me cherished friends to walk life's path with me.
"Faith is not about everything turning out OK;Faith is about being OK no matter how things turn out."