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I have this way of wasting seasons. I look so longingly to what is around the corner that I don’t appreciate what’s staring me in the face. It’s easy to be excited about what is to come when you’re focused on the tough and unpleasant parts of what’s currently in front of you. I do that all the time. All it does is create discontentment, frustration, and bitterness.

We all have different seasons we’re currently walking through. We all have lessons to learn in this current season of life. Even through the difficult parts of it, there’s still so much beauty in it. I know there are parts of this season I’m going to miss, and I’m not going to realize the magnitude of it until I’m past it.

Lord, please don’t let me waste this season.

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There’s so much in this season that is going to prepare me for the next one, but I need to be intentional about soaking up those lessons. I need to pay attention to how God is present with me, even in the hard times.

Lord, please don’t let me waste this season.

I’m not good about being still. I’m not good about sitting in the uncomfortable. I’m not good about letting the uncomfortable stretch me and help me grow. All I want to do is skip over those parts, but in this season I have a chance to grow in incredible ways.

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Am I going to try to run away or actually embrace it this time? Am I going to allow this season to transform me in beautiful ways or rush past it?

Lord, please don’t let me waste this season.

There’s a purpose in this season. There’s a purpose to each season we face. Let’s be present and soak in everything that is before usthe good, the bad, the hard, the ugly, the exciting . . . all of it.

Lord, please don’t let us waste this season. 

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Tynea Lewis is a teacher turned freelance writer and watercolor artist. She and her husband are raising two girls, and they love spending time together at their family cabin. Tynea remembers loving to write as early as first grade, and she has a heart for encouraging women. She writes for various platforms, including Living By Design Ministries and Just Between Us. You can connect with her at, on Instagram (@TyneaLewis) or Facebook (@TyneaLewisWriter). Her original hand-painted greeting cards are available at

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