On the last day of rain, the sun began piercing through the clouds. Its warmth filled the earth. Beautiful colored perennials, foxgloves, and hollyhocks awakened. The seed takes a journey before our eyes to become a beautiful flower. The miracle of it rising through dirt and debris to find the sun teaches us to know faith. The light was placed long before it blossomed.
We rarely hear the whispers of the universe building our world because it happens in ways we don’t expect. The detour can be a miracle we never knew waiting for us. The TAO isn’t known by normal means. It’s weaved within our light, but only by miracles do we uncover it. The acorn became an oak tree not by its own accord but by the TAO placed in the world. The wind knows every leaf and carries them beautifully.
We’re living through life experiences, not knowing our wind. God knows where miracles are born and where to place them. Faith is our shelter, peace, and courage. God shaped the acorn and shaped our outcome the moment He knew our situation. His light is already restoring us. We’re traveling to it but have already been healed long before we arrive. Life recalibrates the world for miracles. The experiences will pass by but what we become living through them is the miracle of life. The miracle was living just for us.