Father of Life,
Thank You for seasons of growth.
Even the silent ones,
Where progress is hidden.
Sometimes I can't see the change,
But You are working underground.
In the dark, You deepen my roots.
Growth isn’t always loud
Sometimes it's quiet resilience,
Gentle stretching of the soul.
I want to embrace this season,
Not rush past its lessons,
Not despise its slowness.
Help me notice small victories,
Celebrate subtle shifts,
And honor the sacred pace.
When comparison creeps in,
Remind me, my path is mine.
Growth isn't a race,
But a relationship with You.
Train me to walk with You daily,
Step by step, leaf by leaf.
Shape me with grace and patience.
In this growing season,
Let my faith flourish,
And my heart find joy in the journey.
Amen.
Pray
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