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GETTING READY FOR THE NEXT STAGE.

GETTING READY FOR THE NEXT STAGE.

When it is time for splendor, many people think that that is where they need to be. ⛹️It is time to harvest crops and produces.... But because of plenty, we are inclined to think that this is the end we were looking for.⛹️

But no season is permanent.
Even in antarctica the coldest desert, the temperatures increase to provide some warmth.⛹️
You may have enjoyed that season of plenty and providence, but now you seem lacking. Lacking the plentiful crops you had before, lacking the ultimate peace you had before.⛹️

It is not yet over.

There is a next stage.⛹️

God didn't bring you from afar to only have a plentiful season where beans and maize are all around you.⛹️ He didn't bring you to face a seasonal moment and that is your end. No.⛹️

When plenty has ended and you are in need, you are being prepared for the next stage......the first one has ended.⛹️
Hold fast to your hopes and esteem. God is yet to take you somewhere else. He is about to catapult you to the horizon greater than now. ⛹️This season is not the end, there is a horizon ahead.⛹️

                                  

                _GOD BLESS YOU._

 #Simon kutosi.             _133rd msg_

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