Sometimes we find the same thing has happened to us. We've been transplanted into a new job, church, location, health condition, family dynamic, friendship situation, or economic state and we're cut off from how things used to be; where we were rooted and thriving.
Nothing is familiar, or comfortable.
We don't see how this is going to work out.
How will we deal with the grief, the pain, the antagonism, the demands, the weakness, or the awkwardness of our new place?
"Come back, we beg you, O God Almighty. Look down from heaven and see our plight.
God knows where I am for He has transplanted me here.
I know that my transplanted flowers will fill a barren space with beauty.
This is the hope I will cling too for in this place I am without roots or established parameters. I don't know what to expect or how to thrive here but I will keep my eyes and my expectations centered on Him and claim His promises to me.