Stages

It's been a hot and sticky day. My thoughts have been scattered, lazy and unfocused.

I feel like I am in a time between storms. Moving through seasons. Stages.

I am like all three of these lily flowers growing on the same plant.

Part of me is like the flower on the lower left, fresh and fully open, petals clean and bright. It is my moment of being in perfect unity with what my Lord wills, a "now" time.

Another part of me is like the bloom on the right, still beautiful, but a bit weary and ragged, bearing pollen stains that speak of the passing of time and glory that fades.

And then there is the bud in the center, the promise of glory still to come. This is the part of me that has not yet unfolded, a mystery that only God knows.

What comfort we can take that He knows all times and seasons. He has a plan that we only see a glimpse of. But He is for us, and His plans are good indeed.

But we all, with unveiled face, beholding as in a mirror the glory of the Lord, are being transformed into the same image from glory to glory, just as by the Spirit of the Lord. 2 Corinthians 3:18 NKJV