Monthly Archives: November 2017

Please, Promise Me.

28 Tuesday Nov 2017

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Please, promise me, my little one                   

Found on Pinterest on 6-19-16. Fathers.

That as you grow into a man,

You’ll set goals for yourself

And do the best that you can.

 

It doesn’t matter if you fail

Or succeed in what you do,

As long as you feel satisfied

And keep the values found in you.

 

Promise me, as time goes by,

You’ll stop to help those in need,

Regardless of their circumstance,

Their race, income, or creed.

 

Establish time to get to know

The God who loves you for yourself

And sees within your great heart,

Your goodness and your soul’s wealth.

 

Make this a goal in your life,

To make the world a better place, 

Before God calls you home with Him,

To live forever in His grace.

Yu/stan/kema

 

 

Finding Your Way Home.

22 Wednesday Nov 2017

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Push out the darkness                                 

Found on Pinterest on 8-23-16. Ocean.

And let in a little light.

Steer underneath the stars

And embrace the coming night.

 

The winds of change are blowing 

With a mighty gale today.

Our moorings are loose,

And we have lost our way.

 

Search for the North Star

To guide your ship at sea.

Watch out for the rocks

And let your soul fly free.

 

Keep your compass with you

To point the way toward peace.

Put your faith in Jesus

And your worries will cease.

 

Turn your eyes toward Heaven

And let go of all the rest.

Christ will lead you home.

He knows which route is best.

Yu/stan/kema.

 

 

When Friendship Dies.

21 Tuesday Nov 2017

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Slivers of pain pierces my heart

like a sharp-edged knife,

that carries destruction along its path.

 The pain enters my flesh and carves out

sweet memories of long ago,

when trust was a living, breathing part

of all a good friendship could be.

In a treasure chest safe within,

I kept precious moments

to remind me of how dear

such a friendship could grow.

Little did I know that time

could change any relationship,

twisting and bending it into

something else entirely.

I learned with heartache and pain,

some friendships aren’t forever.

Any one can break a caring heart

that needs commitment to survive.

When hope dies, the light of love

goes out in a friend’s eyes.

Yu/stan/kema.

Build A Bridge To Heaven.

13 Monday Nov 2017

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Take time to build a bridge to heaven                  

Found on Pinterest on 11-12-17. reiki.reikihealingsecr. Camino al cielo.

So when the world get’s heavy to bear,

Your soul can reach out to Jesus

Who’ll receive your burdens to share.

 

Some burdens are much too heavy,

For one person to carry for sure.

Life is often filled with losses,

Too numerous for you to endure.

 

Don’t be unkind and feel you are weak,

Just because you reach out your hand.

There are days we need somebody

And someone who understands.

 

It’s part of you being human,                        

While living in a world full of pain.

Learn to give your burden to Jesus.

His love is always the same.

Yu/stan/kema.

How Will History Remember Us?

11 Saturday Nov 2017

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The sun tries to set on our Democracy,

And we find ourselves at a crossroad.

We must decide what we want our children

And our Nation to stand for and reflect, 

To the world that watches us.

Shall we reflect:

Freedom or Tyranny?

Honesty or Deception?

Charity or Hatred?

Rules of Law or Chaos?

Benevolence or Greed?

Acceptance of all or Discrimination?

Fairness or Cruelty?

Honor or Disrespect?

Good or Evil?

 

Which road will we choose?

How will history remember us?

Our destiny lies within each of us.

Make your voice heard.

Rise up and VOTE.

Yu/stan/kema

 

 

The Girl Who Played With Fairies.

08 Wednesday Nov 2017

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Going down to the rain-filled creek,                 

Found on Pinterest on 4-2-16. Childreninnature.

She skipped her way to the water.

She was eager to see her special place,

And her feet did not falter.

 

She needed a place away from death,

And free from the worries of life.

All she needed was a happy space

That was free from human strife.

 

She tip-toed through the airy glade

Where the little fairies played.

She made her way to the water’s edge,

So she and the fairies could wade.

 

They gathered stones and arranged them 

To use for tables and chairs.

They drank their tea and ate their food

After they said their prayers.

 

They talked as the hours passed,

And they sang the girl to sleep.

When she awoke, she felt alive

And happy beside the creek.

 

She gathered her thoughts and resolve;

Found courage to get through the day;

Her spirit filled with love and  joy,

As she smiled and walked away.

 

There are those who say

Those fairies aren’t real,

But they’ve forgotten one thing:

All children believe what they feel.

Yu/stan/kema.

Life Is A Balancing Act.

02 Thursday Nov 2017

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     LIFE IS A BALANCING ACT.

Found on Pinterest on 4-7-17. Akhyar Maha on Five hundred,px.

From the time we are born until the time we die, we seem to juggle things in our environment in order to get our needs met or find a place of equilibrium so we can feel safe and reasonably happy.

As a baby, we learn to cry to get attention so we can signal to others that something is not as we want it to be whether it be a lack of food, water, or a clean bottom. As we grow older, we learn the cues on how to please those we rely upon for our survival. If we frown too much or scream too much, we often upset the apple cart and don’t get our needs met in the affectionate way we prefer. We may get what we want, but we may pay a price for our impatience. If we call people names or curse, we learn we may not get what we need at all. 

As we grow into adulthood, we learn how to compromise, how to give in when the cost is not too prohibitive. When love comes along, we learn to sacrifice at times so the other person gets what he or she needs or wants. We learn the art of give and take, the difference between need and want, and how to analyze the pros and cons of a situation.  And sadly, we learn with a lot of pain, what happens when we give too much when the other person gives too little. We come to understand the delicate balance of caring for our own needs as well as those of other people.

As we enter in to the sunset of our lives, we find the balance between taking risks and being safe, how much to cling to and when to let go. We learn to slow down, if we are intelligent, and we take the time to be aware of what is around us and become grateful for the little things in life.

We find that we can survive with less, and that love and family is more valuable than having lots of money to spend. We become more interested in what we leave behind and what lies before us and less interested in material things. We learn that loss happens to all of us and that we need to take the time to grieve for those things that are gone. We learn to balance our expectations when coming face to face with what is, and most of all, we come to value peace, above all things. Hopefully, we find the courage to walk the tight-rope between life and death before we finally let go for the very last time.

Yu/stan/kema