Conversations with My Daughter

Sometimes life hands us seasons that feel like contradictions — a heart ready to sing but circumstances that hush us; hands eager to work but ground too soft to till. “Can’t dance, and it’s too wet to plow” — is the language of waiting. It’s not failure; it’s a season. God’s timing is not a punishment but protection. There are times to celebrate and times to prepare. Learn to read the weather of your life: when to move, when to wait, and when to pray. #gardening #plowing #prayer