Wednesday, November 27, 2013

I fail to understand the constant need to find flaws in a person while claiming to love them unconditionally.Why cant our days be filled with striving to consciously be kinder, humor mistakes, forgive instead of judging, labeling and forming lifelong opinions.
How is it that you can be a constant blessing to hundreds of strangers yet shun your own people with thoughtless tags and hurtful words?
Since my early days, I was taught by practice and by observation to be kind, sensitive and caring  and generous regardless of whom I was sharing these acts with. I felt blessed to belong to a family that didn't just instill these virtues in me but also practiced it.
When you grow up, it gets harder to cultivate these qualities. When my relationship with God consciously began, I started realising how Christlike these qualities were and felt honored to have them as a part of my personality and not something I would have to learn to be.
The more kinds of people we meet , it would seem that being patient and kind would get harder but sometimes when you've perceived it the way God would want you to you realise that on the contrary it gets more natural to deal with things with empathy.
Makes me appreciate for the zillionth time just how much we need God to be our guide . No amount of anger,tears or time will ever heal like just one wisdom imparting touch by the author of love and forgiveness Himself.
Its no wonder that tomorrow is Thanksgiving. Because every thing that has gone down has made me immensely thankful . It would take me forever to list but for now I'm thankful that today gave me a reason to write!;)


Wednesday, November 06, 2013

This post one contained everything you should know about me. My quirks, my flaws, my inadequacies and all the good stuff too. And then it got erased. You havent shown up yet you know, so  why would you need to know all of that? I'm not even the same anymore.
I have new quirks and flaws that I never knew would present themselves and u know what? Ull have to find out for yourself i guess. And Im gonna love knowing that you 'll want to.
For once in my entire life Im not sure of what I want you to be, How I want you to look and In what way ull love me. I dont know if you'll be an angry boy like I dreamt bout or an intellectual conversationalist, a clown or a biker boy. I dream of you sometimes and then I wonder if thats how you 'll be when we finally meet , but I wont know, will I?
Sometimes I dont think I can wait that long but I'm counting on the fact that you will change that.