tonight i am pondering the mystery of growth. sometimes it is dynamic, sometimes it's static. sometimes it is best facilitated in a collective environment, other times in an individual context. it forces us into realms of discomfort and fear (like vulnerability, alienation, loneliness, friendships) and necessitates purification by fire. its relative process has a distinct spatiotemporal correlation as well as an interpersonal correlation. it can be sought to differing extents and received with differing intensities and resisted with differing motivations. it is visible most clearly in hindsight and remains stalwartly silent about the steps ahead or the goal we are heading towards. it leads no room for pride and keeps a friendly proximity to failure.
sidenotes;
i saw none of my life coming and as it unfolds in front of me i am open handed and doe eyed and maybe trembling but definitely held, seen, heard, helped by my King!