by: Leslie D. Register
“Rising doesn’t erase the fall, it transforms it“. This quote by Martha Beck has been echoing in my heart lately, resonating with the journey I’ve found myself on. In many ways, I’ve come to see that true transformation doesn’t deny the pain—it reclaims it.
Recently, I found myself in a season of Liminality. The threshold between what was and what will become. I am firmly planted in this in-between space thirsting for my purpose or as some may say The Call. This season has led me to asking deeper questions:
· Where am I truly being called to serve?
· What is God’s purpose for this season of my life?
Not everyone is called to distant lands. Some are called to remain exactly where they are—to bring light to their local community, workgroups or to those quietly struggling beside them. That realization has slowly been reshaping my view.
“Each of you should use whatever gift you have received to serve others, as faithful stewards of God’s Grace in its various forms” 1Peter 4:10
This truth came into sharp focus during a recent, unexpected work trip. As I drove into a familiar city, a wave of emotion overcame me. This wasn’t just another meeting. This was a divine appointment. The community I serve there had months prior been through a traumatic natural disaster, and while myself and colleagues have shown up for months—providing resources, support, and leadership— recovery and restoration has remained an uphill battle.
The recovery has been long. At times, it has felt stagnant, like the healing just wouldn’t come. I started having conversations—first with God, then with my family, and finally with my leadership team—about the possibility of relocating. What surprised me most was the open-hearted support I received.
When I reflect on how I got here, I can trace it back to a decision I made a few years ago—a decision that pulled me into a season of what I desired to be great joy, yet found unexpected pain. While I could have kept spiraling downward in the pain, I took small meaningful steps to rise up. The rise moved me to the in-between where that pain became the very soil for my transformation. What once looked like falling apart was God’s hand reshaping me.
Now, I stand on the other side—not erasing the fall but transformed by it.
God’s redemption has carried me from that place of brokenness into a season of clarity and new beginnings. I’m stepping forward with gratitude, purpose, and an unshakable joy that no storm can take away.
This isn’t the end of the story. It’s the next chapter. And I trust the Author.
I challenge you to seek what’s calling you. I am hoping these questions below will help you transform your fall to your rise…
1. Have you experienced a season where your fall led to transformation rather than defeat? What changed in you?
2. Where in your life do you sense God calling you to rise—not by erasing the past, but by being changed through it?
3. What does joy rooted in purpose—not circumstance—look like in your current season?
4. In what ways are you being called to serve right where you are?
5. Is there an area of your life where you’re still waiting for healing or clarity? What would it look like to lean into peace, even in the waiting?