In the extreme mess of this year, I discovered a jewel. It was hidden but the sparkle of its’ light guided me. It took a great deal of lifting. I strained some muscles, became exhausted and at some points…felt like giving up. Its’ sparkle reminded me of its’ worth and the value of my struggle. I was bruised up and drained. One day, I realized there was only one rock remaining. It was the largest and although I felt like it was all I had left….the rock was lifted. I was finally face to face with the jewel. It was dusty and rugged in some spots but it’s sparkle untouched.
I had found me and not on my own.
God has worked it all for my good.
Good morning, peace.
My name is Catherine .