Red Squirrel's Nuts

I constantly forget where I bury my nuts, but at least they sometimes grow trees.

May 31 2011

I choose growth. I choose injustice.

If you heard my story, you might think I’m an idiot. Your strong sense of justice would pull you against the direction I’ve chosen.

I could have righteously destroyed. I could have walked away and sought out something new, leaving this wreckage behind me.

But I saw the wreckage. Though it grieves me, I won’t run from it. I will grow something out of it.

Growing is what I love. I find it much more difficult than destroying.

Difficulty is something I’ve always relished. When I’m running, I run faster uphill. When I’m growing, I grow from the pain of rejection.

I was given the gift of a good start. My roots are strong, and with His Strength and Wisdom, I cannot be uprooted.

Choose to grow. Be gracious and strong in the face of injustice.

Forgiveness is the sunlight that grows life from the wreckage.

Don’t run from it.

[I wrote this as a 15 Minutes to Live exercise, as part of The Domino Project’s #Trust30 writing project.]


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