When cinders from all the dust
soils your clothes, food and mood
do what you must
to stay level-headed cool.
Smile inside even if it does not
crack to your mouth.
Do not allow that crippling rot,
filling your heart with a drouth
decaying all chances of future joy.
Hold on to the hope of the Cinderella blessing,
where the glass slipper melts away all stressing.
The silver lining is around the corner
so pick up your persistent armour.
A poem encouraging all (myself included) to hold on to faith that circumstances will change for the better. My contribution for Jackie’s Thinking Corner encouraging all to inspire positive thinking.
“Even when you have doubts, take that step. Take chances. Mistakes are never a failure—they can be turned into wisdom.”
You did the unthinkable and you think that your world has ended, life is unbearable. I walked that path before and I learned to lift up my head, starting from a crawl until I am running back to living. It hurts now, you feel your heart shattered into a trillion pieces of suffocating misery. Guess what – time will lessen the pain if you show determination to walk with a renewed heart. Transform your thinking, chop away every and anything that allows doubts to cripple into your recovery. This is for you. You are important, do it for you.
A post for My Thinking Corner, a motivating spread of inspiration at Jackie’s corner.
Sometimes you have to experience the bad before you can really appreciate the good.
Chaim Walder, People Speak 3
Now I can laugh my belly out when I look back.
Before, I would chew your head off
But now the calm after my possible storm
Laughs at my gullibility.
How about a laugh for my naivety,
You never believe I would fall for that, right?
Yes, I did but I learn my lessons.
Sharpened my pencils,
Fed my memory tank,
Dust my shoes pulling up my socks.
You cannot try the same trick twice,
So go away, far away and stay there.
This weekend my peeps, I urge you to laugh off that time you err and lace up to continue your journey. Do not let that silly pest keep you down. I encourage you to shout “you are defeated” and dance off into your day. Smile it looks good on you.
One day I will make you run
faster than a Cheetah
to spread your black cloak
One day I will defeat you
it may be a breath before
death but you shall never
Source: Rdevany via wikicommons.org
I want to reach out to you dear reader who feel like Mount Everest left Nepal to settle on your shoulders and your knees feel sore from fall after fall trying to get that Mt. off your shoulders. Keep climbing even when you slip, I am climbing invisibly next to you . I am dragging myself up that mountain as well and if I slip or you slip again, we can pull up each other. Do not listen to the people who whisper tales about “how far down the mountain you are and you will never make, anytime soon.” Tell that person “then I will die trying,” and continue walking. So zip your coat higher, get some more water, tighten up these shoes, we are climbing Mount Everest to the top!
Encourage someone this weekend, spread the inspiration we need so much .
“A person should not ask to be able to pass a test that they don’t even have” Elana Mizrahi
Here is an interesting story about Tests and hope.
Throw all you can at me, huff and puff and blow down my house, Mr. Big Bad Wolf.
Call out my dreams like the Pied Piper, let them creep and follow you like zombies into the unknown.
I was once so naïve, travelling through life with my red coat and basket, eager to help especially family.
Alas, I got the Pinocchios, stretching their lies, gambling their fables for favours. Oh Aesop would be proud!
What is the point of all the tricks and treachery only to come back to me with pretense.
I am not that coveted throne but winter is threatening with its demons and games.
In the end if I am among the statistics, you can rest assured, I can die only once.
You heard me right. Yes, you can only take my last breath only one time.
Break my resistance, kill my opportunities, block the flow of success but it will not last forever.
If only death can bring release, then do not gloat, your reign of dominance is complete.
I have the earnest wish to do better
I must endure unto the end
And I am saved.
I should always be good but it is my faith in Christ
As my personal saviour grants me salvation, for my
Bible tells me so.
Many times I wonder, actually ponder, really, really ponder whether I am at the point that God desires me.
There are so many tsunamis that are flooding my bloodstream with anti-Christ DNA.
The earthquakes are trembling, shaking and jolting my understanding to make me forget the word.
The volcanoes are corrupting my core into ashes.
Kindling burning flames into places that are not ready, ready to consumed.
As for the hurricane, it is ripping its devastating winds through my existence.
It is threatening to erase the contract between Christ and myself
But I am holding on, not on my own but I am letting Jesus sail my ship.
Into any unchartered waters I roam he will steer me through.