I know you're tired of hearing this, that there's a reason for the pain or a lesson in the breaking, a purpose to the hiding season, the seeming stagnant season.

Bamboo looks like nothing for four or five years and then it takes off.

80 feet in a week.

You have been taken through the dark, your pain, your tears, your sweat, your love woven

into the very soil you are sprouting from, shooting up from. I didn't plant a single

flower there, not even a bush. That season is over. I didn't plant a tree. A house, just for you and

your family, I planted a forest there.

A system.

A network that surpasses your expectations by a million.

The peace you have practiced that you've gained will provide peace for millions,

even if you never left that chair or that room again.

The love you're feeling now, the revelation you're experiencing now, is providing light for the world. You are keeping the lights on. You are keeping oil in lamps. You are keeping lamps

on heels. You are keeping them un lamps. You are keeping lamps on heels.

You are keeping them unhidden, unveiled.

You are a provider.

I'm shifting everything so that you may finally realize that.

You no longer need to be provided for.

You no longer need refuge or provided for. You no longer need refuge or a sanctuary.

You are sanctuary.

Sanctified.

It was worth it.

All of it.

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