Moving on

I want to move on to a season of spring. Where everything is in bloom, where the skies are bright that beckons you to come out and play, where you see the birds soaring in the sky, the flowers smells so sweet, where the sounds of laughter and singing fill the air. I want to step out of one season into the next.

Still doing alot seeking, seraching for directions and redirections. Learning to listen than to speak, to obey then to rebel, to be loved than to be unlovable.

Desiring to be in the centre of God's plan all over again. To know that I'm, His and His's mine and that where I am is in His great plan for me. To look beyond the here and now and to see with eyes of faith into what may be.