Life According To Me
Life According To Me
GREAT PEOPLE:
I have observed that some of the shortest lives contributed so much more than most. We all have known of many endowed with longevity, but were impoverished of legacy.
UNSELFISH PEOPLE:
There are those who gave it all, with nothing taken to the grave but an empty corpse. Then there are those whose God given talents and gifts followed them to their grave.
MARRIAGE:
Perhaps all would agree that marriage should not consummate where there is no love. But do we dare ask where marriage should stand, if love should cease to be in the marriage? Should we not recall that most marriages were entered into, not with love alone, but also with covenant?
STORMS AND MOTHER NATURE:
Storms reek havoc to structures and infra-structures, landscapes and human lives; But those same storms breath life to dry and thirsty lands, filling dams and reservoirs.
The sun shall rise in the East and set in the West, and the world shall ever be under duress with some kind of test.
The winds and ocean waters shall sometimes connect and twist into hurricanes.
But prayers, hard work, and the will to survive will relieve the tears and the pains
WAVES OF WICKEDNESS:
Tyrants and wicked despots shall surface occasionally, but like in the past, they too shall pass. I stand with the God of the good, the tried, and the true; and have every reason to be hopeful.
GRANDPARENTS:
I have always loved grandparents, beginning with my adored maternal grandmother.
In my lifetime, I have witnessed countless “Grands” among the unselfish and the brave. I can only imagine a world of total grief and chaos without grandparents.
ROSES:
I like the beauty and the unmatched presence of roses. I hear their voices speaking calmness, love, and peace.
But roses arrive with the beast of thorns, drawing blood.
JUST SAY NO:
A “No” consequence is often far less severe than a “Yes” one.
So it’s best to put our “Yeses” and “No’s” in their appropriates places
BEING ME:
I think not that God has any use for molds. But if he does, perhaps he threw them away after making each of us. There is simply no one exactly like you, and there is a task and a purpose designed just for you. Let’s dare to find pleasure in being like non other that ourselves, and be the ‘best me’ that any can be.
10282015 (contest)
Copyright © Curtis Johnson | Year Posted 2015
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