The Worth Of Knowing

I feel like dough being kneaded.

Folded over, pressed down again and again – grief with hope, joy with sadness. There’s no having one without the other.

But there is hope.

“Not only that, but we rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit who has been given to us.”
‭‭Romans‬ ‭5:3-5‬ ‭ESV‬‬

The kneading increases the dough’s elasticity and ability to rise.

Remembering who we are in Christ, growing in relationship with Him, and hoping in the glory that is to come is what allows us to rise.

“Beloved, we are God’s children now, and what we will be has not yet appeared; but we know that when he appears we shall be like him, because we shall see him as he is. And everyone who thus hopes in him purifies himself as he is pure.”
‭‭1 John‬ ‭3:2-3‬ ‭ESV‬‬

Sometimes rising in the warmth of the sun is a long, quiet, mysterious work.

Let’s not mistake the quietness for inactivity or unimportance.