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Eyes Open



Winter is upon us and with that comes the harsh cold weather....
The gloominess of bare tress.....
Darkness that settles in the early hours.....
The dying off season........
Purging the old and preparing for the new. 

Looking past the dreariness of winter, we embrace the family time the holidays bring.....
Turning the corner into a new year.....
Thankful for the blessings of the year past, lessons learned and expecting better for the year to come.......
Seasons of loss, growth, and renewal.


Each season  has a purpose but if we walk through them with our eyes and hearts closed, sadly we will miss the joy and beauty found in them.
The same goes for our own personal seasons in life.

Season's of life can come in many fashions.
A season of correction brings maturity.....
A season of isolation teaches us to lean of our daddy God and His ways......
A season of healing brings the removal of old emotional hurts, physical aliments or both.....
A season of restoration allows us to receive all which was lost.

Just as the winter season  brings forth new life come spring....
Our personal life season's do as well however it is up to us to see them and receive them. 

As I am moving into another season in my own life,I pray for my eyes to  be open.....
For my heart to always be receiving......
To recognize the beauty emerging from the ashes.....
To feel His joy even through the growing pains....
To continuously be thankful for each season no matter the struggle, for each struggle brings growth.
No matter the "winter" season we may face in our own lives, there is always a spring.

Do you see yours? 
Or is your eyes closed?

Eyes Open.....



Psalm 119:18
Open my eyes that I may see the wonderful things in your law


Xoxo
Stacey


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