An older woman in the garden wonders aloud: “I don’t feel like I’m changing much anymore. I wonder if God is still working in me.” A younger woman beside her says: “But look at you. You are the most patient person I know. You were not always this patient. And you have more peace now than anyone I have ever met. That is something that grew.” Seeds grow silently. Roots deepen unseen. God has not stopped working in you.
