We have been clearing brush here and after cutting, spraying the stumps, some of the honeysuckle and locust continue to show signs of life, even after the fourth spraying.
Curt and I were discussing this and each of us acknowledged we have went through our "Job moment/moments". Those times which cut us down, sprayed with the intent to destroy us, and still we persevered.
But only because of our ABBA.
Being connected to Him, His Holy Spirit continually grows us - no matter the "Job moments".
I look back now and see the sprouts that grew up amongst the debris of warfare.
He has never stopped nurturing, pruning, shaping me into becoming the woman He designed me to be. What the world walked away from and left as just a "stump" - my ABBA saw beauty in The Holy Seed within.
How thankful and blessed I am He "grew" me from my "Job moments".