We let go and fall into the arms of God because the tiny bits are broken off and scattered. Our roots are deep though, and don’t forget that. We are creatures from our Creator and it is Him that runs through us when we cannot. His words when we are lost to them. His strength when we are weak.
Do we stay sweet and hidden in our ugliness?
We are full of hope in the forms of the seeds planted, the seeds waiting, the seeds lodged into the soil.
Do we dare to open up to God and His will, not ours. His dreams, not ours. His way, not ours.
Do we say yes to stop hiding our sweetness and let go of our ugliness?