The Seed of Light by Liza

The Seed of Light

In the silence of this morning, I was reminded:
At any given moment, you can choose.
You can choose to change the outcome,
to shift the weight of circumstance,
to ask for the anointing of God,
and to release the story that was never yours to carry.

The past may not have unfolded as you wished,
yet it always leaves behind a gift—
a fragment of gratitude, a hidden jewel of becoming.
Failures, hurts, disappointments—
they are not chains, but teachers.
They whisper: be grateful for what I gave you,
for what I shaped within you.

Circumstance may have torn you from what you loved,
but a humble heart can turn endings into beginnings.
You cannot rewrite the past,
nor awaken another into their own awareness.
But you can let go.
You can plant a seed of hope,
a seed watered with remembrance,
nourished by intentional gratitude,
spoken into existence with light.

Yes, the past happened as it should.
Yes, you are here now.
And now, it is yours to decide:
Replay it, perpetuate it,
cling to it, blame it—
or learn from it, release it,
and let God carry it.

For even in the unseen,
even in the unheard,
He never left you.
Lay it down:
God, this is what I have done.
This is not who I want to be.
Guide me. Lead me.
Make me more of You, less of me.

Life is the art of unlearning and becoming.
Unlearning what the world told you to be,
becoming what you already are—
Eternal Consciousness,
a Divine Child of God.

Trusting man is fragile.
Trusting God is peace.
His nature unchangeable,
His promises unbroken.

Allow the vessel to break open.
Allow light to pour into the places
you once thought were heavy and dark.
It takes only one seed of light
to begin something incredibly beautiful.