A cool winter day. Here I sit, deep in my thoughts, snuggled up warm from the heat of my home. I look out the window & once again, I am captured by what I behold! The clouds on a mission to go where they’re blown & the wind stirs the trees with a subtle slight breeze. Though the hills are still scarred & the land lay barren, a few sprouted saplings have pushed through the earth. The small flower bud that burst its way out, by traveling around a rock above ground. To the struggle at hand, it never surrendered in fear or defeat. It never gave up & it wouldn’t give in.
“Many eyes go through the meadow, but few see the flowers in it.”- Ralph Waldo Emerson
So much to consider, as I ponder our path; where we have wandered & what we have done. Sometimes it’s good to reflect on the past, learn from mistakes & see growth in ourselves. The good, bad & ugly all have their purpose; to smooth & refine our rough & tough edges.
“… Be strong and courageous! Do not be afraid or discouraged. For the Lord your God is with you wherever you go.” Joshua 1:9
It’s the baby steps, small moments & little things that happen, which build up our faith to become stronger within. As I open my heart with my eyes to see, listen with ears that hear, I’m amazed at what is before me… this beautiful miraculous life! I want to grow where I am planted, be all that I can be, see the beauty through the ashes… wherever I go!
“Where flowers bloom so does hope.” – Lady Bird Johnson
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