
How is it that struggle and wisdom can go hand-in-hand, and that something that may seem like a punishment can actually be a reward?
Much like coal can become a diamond and sand a pearl, God has his ways of turning ashes into beauty. His ways are above my understanding. I realize that the fallenness in impatience is an attempt to control timing, which is one of God’s most powerful tools in cultivating beauty.
Lord, Forgive me for the times I twisted your arm. Thank you for being patient with me, for forgiving me, and for graciously taking the reins to fix the messes that I have made on my own. I love you.
