You are cared for. You are wanted. You are loved. You don’t feel it? You are cared for. You were cradled in the womb, protected into birth. You don’t feel you were wanted? You are the gift of creation itself. Your experiences were chosen to push you into a life of […]
So hard, this forgiveness. When the insult weighs heavy; when the trespass is deep… Forgive and forget? Not likely is it? Why bother with forgiveness then? Why bother when we still remember? We still remember. Yes, this isn’t easy. All the more reason to push through your discomfort, your unease. Those feelings are
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Universal Wisdom
Yes, it’s true. The ebbs, the flows. The drought, the flood. The famine, the feast. All of it, the good, the bad, the ugly. Well, that just might be your perception; the good, the bad and the ugly part anyways. In truth, life is a sort of poetry. Call it a book of poems
It is an action word. More than that though, it is a calling, a pulling at your heart, your throat, your guts. It draws you in like the hot fire after you’ve come in out of the cold. Service. To serve in-depth. To be invested. Servitude. What one might call a coincidence is
Service. Service to self. Service to others. What does this mean? Sacrifice? Denial of comfort? Maybe for one if chosen. Do you choose this path? Yes, it is true, I chose a life of service. I chose a life of discomfort. This life though seemingly simple was more difficult and at times even treacherous.
Forgive the brash, abrasiveness of her character. You know the one. The one that clearly has the ability to be on her best behavior in front of others only to bare her teeth when the light dims. Yes, you know her. For this, your calluses have formed, your fuse has been lit. For years
