The Awakening

THE AWAKENING

We don’t always know when the seed is planted. We might not notice its sprouting, growing, or even the quiet ways it was watered. There were moments when we were certain that nothing could grow within us—that our soil was barren.

Trials, challenges, grief, disappointment, and failure whispered in our ears, clouding our awareness and keeping us from recognizing the bloom of our petals.

But then, one day, something shifts. The very same trials, challenges, grief, disappointment, and failure bring us to a place where we long—not just for relief—but for complete healing.

That’s when we call on the Almighty. Not as a distant figure or passing thought, but as the One we’ve known in name, yet never fully embraced. God—the acquaintance we turned to only when our backs were against the wall.

Then, something stirs within us. It feels unfamiliar, but urgent. Our spirit yearns to know this God not as an acquaintance, but as an intimate friend. We ache for a relationship rooted in closeness. Our human doubts try to convince us we are unworthy of such intimacy. But in our desperation, we cry out anyway.

And in that moment, He answers. That cry—that longing—is what He had been waiting for all along.

God meets us with an encounter so profound, so personal, that everything begins to change. We start to notice the seeds He’s been planting all along, now blossoming before our eyes. We feel the shift in our spirit.

And with that shift comes revelation. We realize—we made it. Through the trials, the peaks, the valleys. We’re still standing.

We didn’t fall into the abyss. In fact, we’ve emerged stronger. Wiser. More resilient than we’ve ever been.

This realization rushes over us like a stream of truth. We were never alone.

And now, we see the fullness of our garden.

Now, we understand: it was belief and faith—no matter how small—that nourished us all along.