A request made to God never reaches him directly. The angels, his servants, are the ones that transmit your wishes, your prayers. Or maybe they don't transmit them, even, and many requests don't reach their destination. Why? Because entities sort them on the way. They examine your requests, and with some of them they say, 'Why take all that all the way to God? He's got other things to do than listen to these sorts of complaints. Throw them in the waste basket!' So, I hope that's clear. When you pray, you can address the Lord directly - I do... Read more »
Sometimes, somebody writes a song that you swear it was written just for you or about you. It never grows old or out of style, and the words make perfect sense. And no matter how many times you listen to it, that song will always have a special place in your heart.
I choose to live by choice, not by chance; to make changes, not excuses; to be motivated, not manipulated; to be useful, not used; to excel, not to compete. I choose self-esteem, not self-pity. I choose to listen to my inner voice, not the random opinion of others. I choose to be me.