There is a time and season for everything, am sure you are familiar with that.
A time to plant and a time to harvest.
A time to bud and a time to blossom. A time for things to ripen and mature which no amount of forcing will make it as it should truly be.
There are just some things which we have no control over. All we can do is wait. And patiently. For wounds to heal, for friendships to blossom, for love to surface, for faith to be strong.
