Painful, but necessary.
My Crepe Myrtles (looking more like Crepe Murdered) have been harshly pruned and stripped bare. Still, their temporary façade will become a brief memory once they begin to bud in the spring and bloom once more this summer.
There are times in life when we are pruned as well.
As we are cut back it feels unbearable. We often mourn our losses.
Yet, the beauty and the fruit to follow is very much worth the pain it takes to get us there.
Take heart. The pain of pruning and barren winters never last forever.
“I am the true vine, and My Father is the vinedresser. Every branch in Me that does not bear fruit He takes away; and every branch that bears fruit He prunes, that it may bear more fruit.” John 15:1-2 NKJV