Thoughts

THOUGHTS

&;#8230;You came into my life asking nothing from me
&;#8230;Gave me everything
&;#8230;And captured the whole of me

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It seems the fate has a way with catching up with you.no matter how you
try to manipulate your life; eventually you come face to face with your
destiny&;#8230;

It has taken me years to find the courage to weather the storms that
come in life that seem to threaten our very existence. I find it
amazing that we tend to run from the storms in confusion and fear,
hoping if we hide we can ride out the storm in one piece. In our hiding
place we cower, longing for the rainbow, yet too fearful to look for
it, or worse yet we see and refuse to go towards it.

I have learnt that the storms in our lives have come to set us free.
There is a brutal honesty in them, speaking of who we are. In our
hunger for truth and happiness the thunder begins to roll, tears flood
our eyes and truth burst forth with a howling. We need to let the storm
carry us into the light and the promise of the rainbow will always
come.

Enjoy your children for they are gift given to us for only a season,
before they spread their wings to fly into their own summer.

When you touched me with your love, you gave me
breath&;#8230;.

Looking out my window, enjoying the warmth in home, savoring the taste
of the steaming hot cup of coffee in my hands, I see the beauty of
winter. The trees are adorned in white gowns, glistening in the early
morning sun that has peeked out from the lingering clouds. The snow
lays like a heavy down comforter upon the ground. Swirls left from the
wind on the virgin whiteness remind me that perhaps it was not the wind
after all that had left the imprint there, but angels dancing before
mother nature.

Why do we not see that so often it is the turmoil of worldly concepts
that seek to destroy the gifts given to our hearts?

In the arms of your love I found my wings to fly&;#8230;.

I stood in my garden that early summer morning and watched the flowers
lift their heads to the Son&;#8230;.