I am a Treeeee

(No one reads this. But I still like it. I’m gonna keep it. Remember the rollercoaster of moving and the process of transition.)

It’s done. It’s over now. The branches have been pruned, and now, my tree is ready to grow. I’m a reptile shedding its old skin, and it’s painful. But once that skin is gone, it’s gone. It dissolves into the earth, and it cannot be retrieved: once shiny and crisp, now old and wrinkly. Who would want that back?

Yesterday, He told me to be cut off.
Today, He tells me to remain in Him. Only Him.

John 15