WHY DO I WRITE

I am bored at times, that’s why I write, there are days when I just feel like I am floating in the midst of no were. Many would say they write because they have audience, others say they write because it makes them feel good. In my case I write because I want to be reminded of how to see again. Writing comes with many emotions, whether it is sad, happy, angry or anxious. The more you write the more you see life differently. It would be hard to sit and take your mind back to a feeling you felt years ago, but to read your feelings is the best thing ever. Makes me see more to life; people can change, emotions come and go. Life is a beautiful view, if you step back and look. That’s why I write about my past, so that I could only read about it and not to be a part of it.

THE LITTLE BLACK BOOK

She never believed in “dear diary”, she never believed in dates and stories on a single page. She would always live her days as they come. She always made mental memories, which could be forgotten and washed away, by new memories. This talented young lady never spoke much, but all she could do was write. So she is handed a little black book, with dates in and lines for each page. Each day she expressed her feelings before she would shut her eyes. Writing from the beginning of the year to the end was totally boring at that stage because, being honest to herself always made her cry. The young lady decided to write her daily feelings in a third person, in that way she wouldn’t feel like its directed to her, but that she understood someone else problems. A year goes by and this book is complete, all pages full of ink and feelings, hoped to be forgotten. A new year comes and she reads her little black book, she could only smile, because each page made her feel victorious. She has fought through, broke her heavy chains and counted her blessings. She would always treasure her little black book.

SAYING YES TO 31.. YES, 31

Saying yes to that woman whose husband has full confidence in her, she lacks nothing of value. That woman who brings good and no harm in her life and in the lives of others, all the days of her life. Who opens are arms to the poor and extends her hands to the needy.  Her man I respected where ever he goes and she is clothed wit strength and dignity. She laughs her days to come, many women are do noble things but they don’t surpass her. Her man praises her. Saying yes to a woman who is God fearing, a woman who prays for her loved ones and sets herself aside for the right man. a woman who knows she is worth more than her past, she isn’t a second chancer but she is a first choice. God’s glory shines through her smile and God uses her as a living testimony.  She never settles for less, she doesn’t compromise. She isn’t a chancer she is planned and earned. She finds her joy in the Lord. Charm is deceptive and beauty is fleeting but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised.

SPRING TIME WITH HIM

Spring is a season, a season when all is new, the light shines brighter and people usually are happier; it’s like the start of something new. In life we go through that season as well, when our lives seem brighter, new and happier. In our own strength it’s hard to believe for that, because when you are caught up in darkness, the past or sadness, spring never seems to exist. This is when God comes in and shows you that through him you can have spring time all the time, even when the surrounding is dark, you will be his light and you will shine through that darkness.  The past doesn’t hold much for us, that’s why we ought to let go and reach out for what the future offers. Sometimes we cling to the past, because we simply don’t want to let go, but God is saying let go and hold my hand. He will wipe your past away. It’s always like spring time with him, he makes all things new

Always the bridesmaid……now the bride

Always the bridesmaid……now the bride

We all go through that situation when you help someone find there joy. You climb the highest mountains; you say the longest prayers, you pull the hardest missions just to see them happy. You had a choice not to do it, but you could not stand see a sad face. They always expected you do the impossible, you always made it possible. This didn’t only happen to one person, slowly the numbers grew, you were back stage in people’s lives, and making sure all went well. These people come sad and left happy. Sad part you never were a part of them again and you never had someone who would do the same for you, who would climb the highest mountains, say the longest prayers and pull the hardest missions to see you happy. If each person’s life had a picture, you would always be in the background. Now it’s your time to shine, the highest mountains to be climbed and the longest prayers to be said and hardest missions to be pulled where all done by the person whom you came across sad but stayed happy with them . Your life picture does not have him in the background, but next to you as a focal point.