Fertile for Inspiration

I find myself caught in the middle of a hard place,

Challenging my success, the next steps.

Sow I let God transform me,

Into a new person by changing the way I think.

Here I will learn to know God's will for me,

Which is good and pleasing and perfect.

Now is the moment to trust the process,

Growing the seeds I have already sown.

Letting the pressure of the hard place become the shaping force,

Not the breaking one.

Each challenge is a chisel sculpting my next level,

Sow I let God’s will unfold shifting my thinking.

Listening inwardly, not for the next big answer,

Yet for the gentle guidance that grows between breaths.

If I feel called to move, move if to pause, pause,

Yet always keeping mind lovingly fertile for inspiration.