I think Wild Flowers Are So Pretty...
They just grow wherever they find a bit of soil and sunshine and rain!
~Blossom Where You Are Planted~
Well, we have all heard that saying I am sure;
But it really can help to think of it in each new season of our lives.
Some days we can feel a bit out of sorts!
Like when a new season starts or ends,
Like when a new season starts or ends,
But I always try to take stock and look at the positive. and count my blessings!
I think one of the loveliest women I know are the ones who blossom
We can become tired and worn out at times, but we must revive
How many decades have you been graced to walk and live and breathe?
How many times have you looked out into the future and felt overwhelmed?
But when you look back you can see the hand of God molding you!
The reason we can blossom in any season, is because we have been
It does not matter where we live;
Every place will have its own struggles
Every season has unique situations.
We have wisdom and grace that comes from each year we live!
I am a country girl at heart;
But I also lived on the outside of NYC
But what I have learned is this---
You must blossom in every place God sets your feet;
Because sometimes in the beginning your heart might not be there yet!
We have so many that need to see the genuine and real contentment in us!
~We can be a source of hope and encouragement to others~
I think we enjoy blogging because it gives us a safe place to love and guide,
You can blossom even in the darkest days and the dry soil;
When we look for the blossom in another life or blog post of another blogger we get inspired.
Thank you to so many of you with your cooking and crafts and words of wisdom!
We all play a role in each others life.
But it must be for the good to help us adapt and blossom!
Thank you to so many of you with your cooking and crafts and words of wisdom!
We all play a role in each others life.
But it must be for the good to help us adapt and blossom!
We can grow where we are planted and blossom and produce fruit!
Sometimes it requires some true grit,
(Or manure)
(Or manure)
Other times it's pure grace...