Faith A Poem About Starting Over (Author Unknown) 6:44 PM A Poem About Starting Over It's never too late to be who you might have been. -George Eliot There are things we wish we accomplished last year...Goals we are getting tired of trying to reach, dreams we set aside because somehow we lost hope, got discouraged, or has simply outgrown them. Whatever the reason, this poem is a reminder that we need not quit and give it another try. We need to start over. For all you know, you'll find the answer this year. It's never too late. A Poem About Starting Over Author Unknown When you've trusted Jesus and walked His way, When you've felt His hand lead you day by day, But your steps now take you to another way, start over. When you've made your plans and they've gone awry, When you've tried your best and there's no more try, When you've failed yourself and you don't know why, start over. When you've told your friends what you've planned to do, When you've trusted them and they didn't come through, And now you're all alone and it's up to you, start over. When you've prayed to God so you'll know His will, When you've prayed and prayed and you don't know still, When you want to stop 'cause you've had your fill, start over. When the year has been long and successes few, When December comes and you're feeling blue, God gives January just for you, start over. Starting over means "victories won", Starting over means "race well run", Starting over means "The Lord's will be done" We need not just sit there, start over!
Stories Evanescence 11:17 AM Evanescence You left as quickly as you came. I remember you. You were the one who vanished into thin air a long time ago. I should not be surprised. This is not the first time. Maybe somewhere inside me, I was hoping you'd make it up this time. I believed in you so much I expected a change. I thought you became the person I was wishing you to be. I was wrong. Very wrong. Because you, you vanished into thin air again. Hey, did you find this post helpful or entertaining? Please go ahead and share. Share buttons on the left and at the bottom of the article. Big thanks! Subscribe to About Life And Love by Email
Stories Forgotten 10:29 PM Forgotten Have you forgotten your promise that you will never leave? Have you forgotten the magic that we have once believed? Have you forgotten the things you told me that day? Have you forgotten the songs you sang, and the things that they say? Have you forgotten you swore that you won't let me go? Have you forgotten our love long time ago? Hey, did you find this post helpful or entertaining? Please go ahead and share. Share buttons on the left and at the bottom of the article. Big thanks! Subscribe to About Life And Love by Email
Stories My Mornings When You Left 7:49 PM My Mornings When You Left I had a dream. A man lied beside me. He whispered, "Forget him, I'm here." But when I opened my eyes, I only saw your face. I broke down. I called out your name again and again begging you to come back. I woke up with a stabbing pain in my chest. I was running out of breath again. I got up, stared blankly out the window, and felt hot tears running down my cheeks. It was dawn. It was still and quiet. I felt the cool breeze on my skin and longed for your warm embrace all the more. The empty hole in my heart since you left seems to be growing wider and wider by the minute. I started wondering where you were at that moment. Were you still soundly sleeping? Or like me, were you also up early and felt the same loneliness? Another day started. Another ruthless, insensitive day. Everyone will soon start rushing about and getting on with their lives. And I will be here, trying to live and make sense of the world without you. Trying to put up a brave face for the world to see. Trying to fake a smile despite the pain. Trying to act as normally as I can in a world so familiar yet so strange without you in it. I feel so vulnerable without you beside me. Like a child lost in a huge crowd in a strange place. All I can do is keep myself occupied so I can stop thinking about you, and that horrible nightmare; do normal things like normal people do, but dreading sleep. Most of all, dreading another morning without you.
Faith God Knows Our Pain 11:58 PM Pain is temporary, glory is eternal. -Unknown God Knows Our Pain I often forget that. Remember: despite what Jesus gave to the people; despite serving and healing them, despite performing miracles in their midst, feeding them, changing their lives and forgiving their sins, He was treated umjustly. He was abandoned by those He called friends. He was criticized and people fabricated stories about Him. He was looked down upon and called names. He was "bullied". Big time. He was humiliated. Sounds familiar? We may not have performed miracles and made a major change to the world (yet) the way Jesus did but we have loved. We have offered a part of ourselves to someone. We have sacrificed for others. We have served. Sometimes, despite our goodness, generosity and kindness, we are beaten emotionally. We've been betrayed. We've been abandoned when we were in need. We were treated unjustly at one point in our lives. This is how Jesus could comfort us. Because He Himself experienced all these when He was on earth---only worst! God knows our pain and He showed us that despite the pain, everything will be alright in the end. He showed us that our enemy may think they succeeded in putting us down, but they actually propelled us to our destiny. They have provided us a stepping stone, a break. Jesus showed us that pain is temporary, but the glory that awaits us is eternal. God knows our pain and He sure knows how to get us through it. You may be tired of hearing this but "Keep the faith." Keep holding on because today you may be going through a painful Friday. a deafening silent and abrupt halt in your Satruday, but always, always Sunday will come. That old adage, "The night is always darkest just before the dawn" holds true. I've experienced nights that are starless it's so pitch black it's suffocating. It feels like the darkness has consumed me and no matter where I run, it's hopeless. I am trapped. Even if I shout for help, no one could hear me. God hears even our sighs. And that has been comforting to me. He feels my pain even when I don't have to try describing it to Him. I can just be in total silence in His presence and He understands. He knows. I hope that is comforting enough for you. Even when you don't see the end of the tunnel yet. Even when you haven't made a plan yet on how to get out there. Just know that it will pass. Just take one painful step at a time and you'll get to where you should be. You won't be walking alone. Hey, did you find this post helpful or entertaining? Please go ahead and share. Share buttons on the left and at the bottom of the article. Big thanks! Subscribe to About Life And Love by Email
Lux Thinking Aloud Let Me Describe Myself 8:10 PM Let me describe myself. At least let me try. If you’ll ask me, I would not be able to answer you right away. I guess I’m just too complex to put into words. Inquisitive, calm, insouciant, relentless, resilient, independent and dependable. Those are just some of the things that can best describe me. Inquisitive because I couldn't sleep at night without satiating my curiosity. I always ask. Always wonder about so many things around me. I am thinking way ahead than others do. Which is quite tiring since it doesn't leave me at peace whenever a question in my head is left unanswered. Calm because petty things and changes don’t seem to bother me. The traffic, the delays, the weather. Something inside me always assures me that no matter how strong the storm is, it will never last. Calmness will follow. And everything will be alright again. That’s where being insouciant comes in. I stay positive no matter how impossible and difficult the situation becomes. Sometimes though, this exposes me to a more intense pain when what I all so optimistically believed to happen does not come to pass. Independent, because I can work alone, eat alone and even go malling by myself. That’s why I don’t understand why people tell me they’d rather starve than eat out alone. I don’t get it. Don’t they enjoy their Me-time? My me-time is very important to me. It’s when I get in touch with myself whom I often take for granted. It’s my chance to give myself the attention that only I can give. These are just a few of the things about me. There are absolutely more than meets the eye. But I am grateful to my Maker for creating me this way. I may have flaws and imperfections but I know that they just add color to my already wonderful being. As my favorite Bible verse goes; I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Hey, did you find this post helpful or entertaining? Please go ahead and share. Share buttons on the left and at the bottom of the article. Big thanks! Subscribe to About Life And Love by Email
