There is a world within you that only you can see. Your wishes, your dreams, your hopes live here, but will they come to be? Send them out in words, act on each and every wish, and to the world they will scatter. Because in the end, it's not the thoughts we think, but the things we do that matter.
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 »
Missing childhood ! I wanna feel young again... I wanna play in the rain to wash away all the pain to relive the innocence once again... I just wanna be myself, to relive the innocence of childhood to hug to my mom every time I am scared... I wanna feel young again, I wanna fly the paper aeroplanes from roof of my house... I wanna maneuver the paper boat in the rain water lanes... I wanna run in the garden, catching butterflies... I wanna fly my kite high in the sky... For the life in 20's something, nothing seems to... Read more »
Move on. Stop wishing about "if only" things could of been different. It's just a chapter in the past. But don't close the book. Just turn the page for every day is a chance to make new beginnings, new hopes and new endings.
When I was a kid, my Mom liked to cook food and every now & then I remember she used to cook for us. One night in particular when she had made dinner after a long hard day at work, Mom placed a plate of bread jam and extremely burned toast in front of my dad. I was waiting to see if anyone noticed the burnt toast. But Dad just ate his toast and asked me how was my day at school. I don't remember what I told him that night, but I do remember I heard Mom apologizing to... Read more »
One young academically excellent person went to apply for a managerial position in a big company. He passed the first interview, the director did the last interview, made the last decision. The director discovered from the CV that the youth’s academic achievements were excellent all the way, from the secondary school until the postgraduate research, Never had a year when he did not score. The director asked, “Did you obtain any scholarships in school?” The youth answered “none”. The director asked, “Was it your father who paid for your school fees?” The youth answered, “My father passed away when I... Read more »
We are always evolving into new better versions of ourselves. The comforting part is that we are never finished. The idea of being unfinished is nice, for it always leaves room for improvement, for trying new things, making new friends and getting wiser. Being unfinished means we can cry today, and next week or next year we wont cry for the same thing because we are forever changing, evolving. Becoming better versions of ourselves.