I have questions. And most of them are strange to most people.
Can I be different and still bring change?
Can I be different and make an impact?
Can I be different and still be free?
We have different roots.
But both of us need the same basics, water, light and care.
I know it’s difficult to see that my tree can survive with water from the rain and not from the filter.
I know it’s difficult to see that my tree can survive by being clipped once a month, and you need daily clipping.
I know it’s difficult to see that my fruit is not the same, and it will never be, because I’m a different tree.
Can the shade of your tree join the shade of my tree and provide a relief anyways?
Even if my tree is the 1 that is different among the 99, He still left to bring me.
I want to cut the branch of expectation from my tree.
What has kept me from growing are the expectations laid on me even though being enough is being free.
What keeps me standing is the knowledge of the freedom I walk on.
I have questions. And most of them are strange to most people.
But the answers I find allow me to be the change.
But the answers I find allow me to impact.
But the answers I find set me free.
There is no fear no shame and no doubt in my roots.
They hold me strong, they fuel me, and they remind me of His love for me.
Who I am. Loved by Him.
