I took a walk with the hope that it would give me time to pause. And in that pause, God would give me the opportunity to awaken, be more coherent and move me to blossom and grow to ultimately take these few courageous steps of the day. Not only did He do this for me, but He also blessed me with the beauty of this rose along the way.

I thank Him, time and time again, for helping me take these few courageous steps to see the beauty around each corner of my journey.

It may be a rose. Just a simple rose. But to me, it’s so much more. It’s a reminder of how beautiful life can be if I only I took the opportunities given, to be the best me, for Him.



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142 Days Ago

It’s been 142 days since my last post. Let’s just say I’ve been going through a rough transition which I hope will only be temporary.

I took notice of this beautiful bloom along a public parking lot. This bloom was somewhat large but small, in comparison to its surroundings. I’m not sure how many pass by and notice its amazing beauty and aroma each day, but I’m thankful I saw it today.

My definition:

Bloom (noun) a beautiful process of becoming more than you were the day before…especially when rising from the dirt and dust.

You do not have to be perfect. You do not even have to be noticed for your progress. As long as you see how far you’ve come, that’s all that matters. Even a flower struggles before it finally blooms. That is what makes the process worth it.

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Second Chance Moments

There is no replica of the moments we are given. They come and go in an instant and if we do not live each moment to it’s fullest potential, we miss out. 

But this does not mean we can not learn from it. We absolutely can. Once a moment is gone and we come to the realization that we could have and should have done better, then that missed opportunity has become a learning experience.

It’s like a drop of rain, waiting to fall from a tree limb. It sits in time. The moment only lasts so long before it moves on. Once it does, there’s no getting it back. The rain drop falls, but can never return to that moment before.

So, when find yourself on the edge of a moment, much like that drop of rain…and time passes, and the moment ends;

God sees you.

And when you find yourself, much like that drop of rain, not knowing how you got there nor knowing how to stop the fall, realize this…

God not only sees you, but knows you and understands you…before, during and after the fall.

No, we can not go back to the exact moment where we once were, but…I do believe God gives us second chance moments, not for His sake, but for ours.


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Life’s Preview

The lessons of the juxtaposition of life and the twisted rain.

Like a calendar of photos of comparing and contrasting

Never the same day; always a different view.

But for me…

it’s not the juxtapose of the two…but rather,

just thankful for the in-between lessons I’ve learned to construe.



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