Today I realized that there is a blessing in staying In your own lane. Live the life you are called to live.
I was researching the process of glass making right before I constructed this entry. Turns out, we get clear glass from opaque ingredients. It’s not until heat is applied to these ingredients that we get the transparent quality of glass.
I ask, what has heat produced in you? What is a physical or mental trial? Maybe medics or a relational issue? Our trial mold our lives. They are points of contraction when we are birthing newness.
Instead of hating the fire, respect it’s capacity to create. Without the right heat…glass is just a bunch of sand.
Don’t let the enemy (or yourself) break you down to pieces of sand! Don’t let pain or fear sift you!
Greater later!
Ivy out
Andonnia's Truth 