*7 miles later* I’m the least among these. Comforted by my own ignorance, I deceived myself believing that the power of twisting God’s arm and will, rested on my shameful unclean path- as if my wrongful heart could ever stop Him from being faithful to His promises. Lately the Lord’s question has resounded with more intensity than usual: “Do you ‘agape’ me?”, trial after trial, dismantling this untrustworthy ‘phileo’ that has grown in me over the years. Through pain and pressure, He challenges me to remain faithful even when He seems absent, but He always makes a way. He always does it in His very own way, sometimes as fire and sometimes as thunder, but always determinately shaping my hardened heart back to life- I’ve sentenced myself to sorrow, finding my lack of faith guilty, as the reason for His lack of provision, but shame on me for desperately diving into the sea looking for answers, when He was at the very shore with some grilled fish, coffee and Peace, waiting for me- He demands from me to be as courageous as the smallest of the seeds, only to grow in Him, as the mightiest of the trees, but I am the least among these. Oh how He waters me. He respects my seasons, because He knows I’ve been planted in prosperous soil. He has given me a new name and I am known by Him, so He patiently watches me grow. He teaches me to praise the sweat of the hard days, because it means I am defeating fear with bravery, and bravery can only come from an emptied soul that awaits to be more! Light above, fire within me, us Lions.