What does new life look like? Maybe it resembles a baby chick coming out of it's shell. All I know is I feel soft and curious, more alive than ever. Sure, I'm a little sore from slowly pecking through the hard shell of years of defenses that once protected me. And I'm not yet sturdy. I'm simply new, possessing all the stuff to become the solid, sassy woman full of hope and possibilities God knit me in my mother's womb to be. I'm looking at the world around me with my just-born eyes, and wow! All things are possible! I'm new enough here to believe it. The Creator, who spoke worlds into being, has said so. All things are possible; that's what new life--my new life--looks like to me.
How about you?
In love and hope,