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My Path...His Light


My path in life appears to be on a change of course. 
A directional shift....
An uprooting of the familiar and a journey of the unknown.....
Removal from where I am to positioning me where I need to be.....
Emotionally and physically.

I did not anticipate or see the impending changes and to be honest I did not ask for them. 
I have been pretty content in my little happy place, why change it?
The irony of it all is our daddy God never leaves us where we are in life, including our content little happy places. 
It is there we become complacent and stagnant.
When our growing stops and our lives become dry.

And then there are those times when all hell breaks loose and our path becomes covered in darkness....
When everything that was so right becomes a storm right in front of your eyes.
A storm sent  to blind our vision....
To batter our hearts.....
To break our spirit......
And shake us to our core.
I don't know about you, but I do not like being blind sided in life.
I am ok with change as long as it's a change I am well prepared for.
I want to know when , how and the reasoning for such changes. 
That's the human side of me.

As I traveled over the weekend to my home church in Texas, I had several hours  for just me and my daddy God to have a conversation. 
Pouring out my heart to him concerning this new storm, this bump in my path .....
Telling him how hurt, broken and tired I had become.....
Asking him "why" and "how come".....
Questions after questions rolling from my heart to his ears....
Tear after tear.......
Mile after mile......
Sharing my most heartfelt emotions, I look up and the sun has broke through the clouds, gleaming over the road , lighting my path.

It was  then and there I was reminded I am not alone.
 He is my light and my lamp.
He is there to guide me.
Heal me.....
Restore me......
Hold me up........
And love me through it all never to leave nor forsake me. 
I am never truly alone....
And neither are you.

I do not know where this new path will take me. 
Or all the changes that will take place along the way.
Nor do I know it's purpose.
But what I do know.....
It is speaking His word in and over my circumstances that brings light in the darkness.....
 His word is the lamp that shines under my feet for each step I take.

If you are on a new uncharted path....
A path that you can not see the end....
You are not alone and there is always a light to guide you....
The light of our daddy God.

My Path.....His Light~

xoxoxo



Stacey








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  1. Wow Stacey, I just found your blog a few minutes ago and subscribed to it. This posting is so beautifully written and so timely for me because my husband's sister has a son who is in his mid-to-late 40's and he is suffering with ALS (Lou Gehrig's Disease). He is going down fast and his parents are devout believers in Christ. They have been hit hard with this and so many other things here lately. They are in their 70's. I send them cards to try to encourage them and lift them up. Your posting here is just perfect--may I please include it with their next card? I promise to give you credit. Thank you for your consideration.

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    1. Hi Teri, I am so honored this post touched you and that you found "She Stands". Please do include it in your next card. I will be praying for your family What a blessing you are to them to continue to lift them up and encourage them. My prayers for you as well that your words be be as a balm of Gilead to them as they go through this difficult season. God bless you
      xoxo
      Stacey

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