DROP

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Drop the hatred,

Drop the poor judgement,

Drop the comparison.

Look at me as I really am,

Love me for me.

I have a lot of good in me,

Teach me how to bring it out.

I am your child,

All I need is your love ,

Your embrace,

Your approval,

Your smile,

not judgement.

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TAKE THE TIME

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The war raged on, the bombs were exploding like popcorn. There was no where to hide, no time for sentiments. There was no time to waste for the men in combat or the civilians that were running for dear life.

And yet when he saw him, his heart melted. He took the time to cater to his deep wound and give him a peck of reassurance.

Just like on the battle ground, when the times are heated in your house, the people that get hurt the most, are innocent ones. Do you stop for a second to cater to that bruised soul? Do you stop to see to it that their needs are met? Instead of hurling insults at them because their father or mother has angered you, ensure that the bullets of your arguments do not hit them. If they have, see to their wounds and ensure that they never re-occur.

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BREAKING THE SILENCE

 

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As fast as her legs could carry her, she was fleeing without turning back.

She could not imagine that she, for even a second of her life, was standing before this man. He brought back memories that she needed hidden, if not buried for life. The pain was so raw, the graphics were gross, she did not want to face them ever again.

This was a man that she had seen all her childhood years. He had been trusted by everyone, including her. That is why when their parents left them in his care, no one thought that he was a wolf in sheep’s skin.

He had manipulated everyone of them just so he would have his way with her. On that cold afternoon, with the rain pouring so hard, he had invited her to his study. There, he raped her, with no one in hearing radius. He threatened her with possible death if she ever retold the events of that day. So she had kept that dark secret with her for over 10 years. The change within her had not gone unnoticed. Nonetheless, the power he had wielded over her that afternoon had kept her lips sealed so tight nothing would shake her.

Such children are everywhere around us. We need to teach them the beauty in opening up. We need to show them why they can trust us so that they can freely download those demons and live a life once again.

Teaching them to open up will help them get justice and get their lives back from the monsters that had once ruled over them. They need to know that they alone have the power over their lives and not anyone else.

 

FLEETING

imagesLife flees but not the memories there in.  They stay with us forever. The life we choose to live today matters a lot. Even in its fleeting nature, let us make it matter.

As you rush off for work, remember to give your spouse a peck or kiss, hug and peck your children and tell them that you love them.

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As you serve your clients, show them the pride you have in your work. You never know who will recommend you to another. 

Whatever you do today, do it with love and affection. The fruits will be enjoyed tomorrow.

Despite the fleeting moments, let us enjoy every second of them.

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LEGACY

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A man of few words, he was, offering a smile with amazing ease. A father, a friend, a son, a soon-to-be grandfather, a husband, a confidant, and so much more.

He loved, he nurtured, he mentored, and he shared.

Father, you left so soon. Some of the lessons had not rubbed off on me that well since you left before you actually left.

Nonetheless, the legacy you left behind is still resounding.

I can not forget your ideas on how to deal with superiors. You taught me to love God, patience, the list is endless.

I hope that I am making you proud, wherever you are.

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CORRECTING HIS MISSTEP….

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MY WIFE, I AM SORRY
He woke up in the morning and found her praying. He heard her praying for him.
He stared at her. It has been a long time since he has seen her praying. For the past few months, they have been arguing. Last night, they had a nasty fight.

He went downstairs in a hurry to prepare himself breakfast. These past days, she hasn’t been cooking for him. Shock on him. He found breakfast already set at the table. He ate.
He went back to the bedroom, to prepare for a shower. She left the shower.
“Good morning. Have a blessed day” she said as she entertained the bedroom and he left for the bathroom.

After his shower, all dressed up for work; he found his wife at the kitchen, eating breakfast in peace. She was looking at some funny videos on her phone and giggling. He looked at her then walked out the door. The last look he had of her before he left was of her at peace.

That last look disturbed him. This is not how she should be. This is not how she has been. He has been hurting her, she has recently found out that he has been flirting with other women, he has cheated once and used money meant for their family on other women. She should be angry. Her peaceful demeanor disturbed him.

Evening came. He went home and met his peaceful wife again. She was cooking and
laughing with their children. She had come from work two hours ago.
The dinner was enjoyable. Good food, she having warm conversations with the children. He as the father felt left out. His wife and children seemed to be having fun despite him hurting them.

After dinner, as she washed the dishes and the children had gone to bed. He approached her.
“Are you OK?” he asked her.
“I am more than OK. I am blessed” she answered.
“Are you not mad at me? After all that I am doing and have done wrong?” he asked.
She placed the washed plate in the rack then looked at him and said , “I asked myself, what is the most important relationship in my life? The one I have with you or the one with God? And I realized it is the one with God. I live for God, not for you. Marrying you was a blessing but it is not all there is in life. God has blessed me with life and I will not waste it crying because of the hurt you cause me to feel”

She picked up a dirty glass and began washing it.

“I realized I had given you too much power. Yes, you are my husband, the closest human being in my life and the human being I love the most; but you are not God. You have failed me but God never fails me. I will not let you ruin my joy, my peace and my progress. You break our marriage if you want to, but I will hold on to God. And as I hold on to God, I will be full of joy despite what you do” She said rinsing the glass.

She looked at him and continued, “When you hurt me and disrespected me, I realized I was acting out like a woman who has no Jesus. I got mad and hurled insults, I wanted to revenge and I allowed you to mess me day after day. My performance at work went down, I talked less to our children, I became bitter to the children, I felt sorry for myself, I developed ulcers. And then I realized, I have God, I shouldn’t act like someone with no relationship with God. Why should I be hopeless yet God is with me? I had focused so much on you that I forgot about God. When you found me, I had God. We dated and got married and I let everything be about you because I wanted to make our marriage work. Our marriage
became the idol I worship instead of the blessing I have in God. Our marriage is failing apart because of you but my relationship with God is still intact”

She scrubbed the sufuria.

“You have chosen to abandon our marriage but that doesn’t mean my whole world has collapsed. I will still continue being a good mother to our children. They will never say the problems between mom and dad made mom a monster. You do as you please with other women, I will raise our children”

She looked at him and told him, “Do I hate you?
No, it will be a lie to say I hate you. You are the man I married, the one I vowed to, the one I love” Tears fell down her cheeks. She wiped them.
“I can’t just cancel all the years we’ve been together. The Bible asks us to love our enemies.
If I am able to love my enemies, surely I can still love you despite all you have done. I am angry and disappointed, but I have taken my power back. I live for God who has exceedingly blessed me, not for you and the pain you cause”

She wiped her wet hands, took the apron from her body and told him, “In my peace, I am planning on where the children and I will move to. Since you have chosen to have an affair, you have shown clearly that you don’t need us. So we will not make your life uncomfortable by forcing you to live with us. You need to be able to bring the woman you are cheating with to your own house. I am working on something. I came into this house in peace and I will leave in peace. You will not kill my smile and shine”

She walked to the bedroom.

Minutes later. He followed her to the bedroom. He found her peacefully asleep. He nudged her. He woke her up and said, “Please don’t go, don’t move out. I will hurt you no more, I will cheat no more. I am not OK. I want the peace you have. I want to be the kind of husband
you are as a wife”

Since that day, he has been a reformed man. No more affairs, hurting her, no flirting with other women, or endless fights. She didn’t move out. She and the children stayed. He submitted to God and learned how to be a good husband.
Love is powerful enough to humble the most proud heart

Adapted from Gisha Fyona

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FLOW

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From one task to the next, Betsy went about her day. She seemed to flow from one thing to the other so effortlessly. She showed no sign of tiring even when there were beads of sweat flowing from her brow.

I thought to myself, how can I surely do this? Every task seems draining. How do I find joy is doing my chores?

Then I stopped for a second, it is all in the mind, I said to myself.

A mother that chooses to throw a disabled child in the pit thinks that she can not stand this child. She believes that her life can not flow well with him or her in the picture. Likewise, a parent that chooses to tussle it out for their children, typical or disabled, has it in their minds that their lives would not be complete if they chose to take the children out of the picture. They believe that the only way that life can flow in a normal manner is if they stand by their children day, in day out.

So what is it that causes a lot of anxiety in your life? I dare you to look for the positives in it. That will make it easier for you to deal with it.

As a man thinketh, so is he.

So do you want a continued flow or a broken flow?

Your life will flow in regard to your thoughts.

It will be good to check them.

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