Every person is born like a piece of land.
Some soil is rich. Some soil is rocky. Some carry weeds that seem older than memory itself.
You do not choose your starting ground. You inherit it.
Inborn traits live there. Some beautiful. Some destructive. Some generous. Some selfish. All growing at once.
Left unattended, the strongest roots win. Not the healthiest ones. The loudest instincts take over. The most familiar reactions spread.
Then Jesus Christ enters.
Jesus Christ is King. When you accept Him, it is not a cosmetic change. It is cultivation.
Righteous desire begins to surface. Clarity replaces confusion. What once felt normal begins to feel misaligned.
This is just who I am
The truth is this: who you were born as is not the final version of who you are becoming.
The Spirit does not erase your soil. He transforms it. He pulls weeds you tolerated. He plants discipline where chaos once ruled. He strengthens what was always meant to grow.
Freedom is not wild growth. Freedom is healthy growth.
Being led by His desires instead of your own is not a restriction. It is alignment. It is finally understanding what your ground was designed to produce.
Internal accountability becomes your fence line. Character becomes what grows when no one is watching.
What if the parts of you that feel most unruly are simply waiting for the right Gardener?
Focus Point
Transformation in Christ is cultivation, not suppression.
