Every place I have taken you, I had a plan.
Every tear you have cried had a purpose.
Every undertaking through the hurt was Me.
There with you watching you, allowing you to choose the path.
You are here now, with Me.
If it took that for me to be here with you now... You are here.
Remember this moment.
You will fall; fall short.
You will learn.
You will then be able to teach.
You my child will have a story that is heard.
A seed; a seed that seems to be so troubled.
That through me will grow.
Grow into a strong tree, that is rooted.
The blooms will be bright for they are only from turning back to me, the root -connected.
Be still, be strong, be a testament that something so beautiful, so worthy of my love will stand the test of trial.
Copyright © Lorean Dillard | Year Posted 2015