My appreciation of you doesn’t need saying or any more writing.
I hope I brought colors into your soul as you also did in mine.
Take care always, my gentle grizzly.
The Bible gives us all we need to live our lives for God each day. But it won’t help if we don’t read and practice what its pages say. ~ Sper
I need a damn break from everything. I need a breather. Travel maybe? I wanna go some place. Somewhere quiet, away from the city noise, away from my daily responsibilities, away from this competitive world, away from reality. Just away.
But my ailing Mom needs me back quick. How can I fight for the weak when I myself is weaker?
Let me be weak for once, may I? Let me be loose and quiet, free and weird, lost and unimportant and nothing.
Hmmm, no wonder writers work alone.
But I do not want to be lonesome like them.
Hmmm, I will be fine. Just let me be like them for a day or two.
Lord, please help me. Take me to the place where I should be. Show me your footprints and I will follow.
Don’t you dare close your beautiful eyes yet. Please. :'(
In the end, we will all understand why we’re in this situation.
It’s hard to take courage…
Yet all there’s left to do is surrender and believe in His divination.
Let all that I am praise your Holy Name Oh Lord, my God how great You are!
Thank you so much for the great news. I can’t thank all my friends enough for all their prayers. It means so much for us especially Mom. :)
Only hope works.
I wonder how you feel right now. I wonder what’s in your dreams at this very hour. Mom, I miss when you scratch my itchy head and ask about how my day went. Every time.
Every time I bathe you I see the struggle in your eyes. Every time you take your medicines I see the apprehension in your throat. Every time you go to sleep I feel the silent prayers in your heart. Every time you wake up I see a glimmer of hope in your eyes. But you don’t deserve cancer, Mom. Yes you’re such a fighter, no question about that, but why you? I wish I could donate five or even more of my life years to you just to ease your pain and prolong your stay with us. No beloved mother should go through this heart-crushing battle. The most feared battle in history not even a war veteran can withstand. I can’t stand seeing you like this, Mom. You’re physically there but you’re actually not there. My patience with your cancer is nearing death. :( You’ve so much embraced the many battles in your life that you even faced an uninvited guest – the Big C.
I call it the Big Cheater. It easily cheated on us after all the battles we have won. Pardon my anguish, dear God. :( Pardon my impatience, Mom. My heart weeps and struggle with prayer every night. This battle we are facing is too much for my sanity and weak heart. So, hear me and help me God. Come Holy Wind, please minister me and fill me today with your Holy Spirit. It should give me great confidence — not self-confidence but God-confidence. If God brings us to it, He will bring us through it. :)
Dear Mom, with all my might I sincerely pray and hold on tight to this one bit of hope in my heart.
Your fidgety-fighter youngest daughter
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Where do I go from here? Why am I alone again in this wilderness? How did I end up here? I know I’m supposed to be here but not on my own. Where am I heading? When do I stop? Who am I looking for?
How often have I repeated these very same sentiments in my life? It’s not easy to be me the past few weeks. It’s been very low since quietude.
Well, as I said in my previous post — It is taking a deep breath. It is taking a break from everything. It is taking a leap of faith and so on and so forth.
Still, it is not easy. The road to the wilderness is slippery. So help me, God.
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