I reminisce... Was life supposed to be like this? How is one to know what will unfold in the storybook of life? Is it only just one part hope and one part dream draped in a cloak of faith? Each gift of a day is a surprise as I blink quickly trying to focus my eyes. All I can do is pray that somehow someway in someones life I will help make it a better day. Yet, now I think back and wonder - no, not to dwell, but to wonder what opportunities passed. Then learn how to see the beautiful opportunity that is gifted to me. As I remind myself that the moment is now and to hold on to it with all of my might so it can be as great as love intended it to be. Each day I pray for thanks. Each day I pray for one smile. Each day I pray for one memorial exchange. Then there is hope for a new day to be better than yesterday. If not, I dont fret. As I lay me down to sleep I hope to see the morning light of the gift of life as I continue on to Keep Fighting the Good Fight. God is love.
Posted on: Sat, 05 Apr 2014 14:28:36 +0000
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