I was thinking about how saguaro cactus doesn't begin to grow arms until it is about 75 years old. That's not an exaggeration.
Seven and a half decades of growth, through tumult and joy, a generation of time. with not much to outwardly show for it until one day, when that transformation begins to take shape.
I was thinking that some of us are less like wild bamboo or other invasive species that grow rapidly and haphazardly overnight.. No, some of us are more akin to saguaros - We need time to find our way, to grow into what we're becoming.
Beautiful things take time. Growth happens in longer seasons. So sometimes, maybe we need to change the way we talk to ourselves while waiting for our arms to grow.
