Many a time life has pushed us to the limits, to
the point of questioning the existence of god. During such grim periods, we
tend to ask, why me? We search every corner of our hearts and mind to see the
wrong we’ve done but see none. We feel like we are in a void and no one can
reach out to us and even tell us a word that would bring us comfort. We feel so
angry that we decide we have had enough of God and can’t pray to him anymore. As
human beings, we suffer from selective amnesia. In such situations, we forget
all the good we have ever had and focus on the little negativity. Yes, you don’t
have shoes, but did you know that there is someone somewhere with no feet? You can’t
afford a huge turkey for Thanksgiving, did you know that someone somewhere hasn’t
had anything to eat for three days? My word today isn’t of condemnation though.
It is of encouragement. Sometimes when things get too cloudy and you can’t see beyond
your nose, know that you are not alone in your predicament. When you can’t see
any help coming your way, don’t stress out or even start blaming others. Don’t curl
in a corner and cry yourself to sleep. When the night is too thick and your
heart is filled with fear, all you have to do is reach out. Wonders lie where
we least expect. Jesus Christ is that magical light that switches on when all
others go off. Jesus Christ is the biggest comfort when our hearts sorrow. He is
the hand that reaches out, pick us up when we fall by the road. My word today is,
when you think you are alone in the darkness, all you have to do is open your
eyes.
I dreamed a dream I dreamed a dream, some night when I was asleep, of castles of gold and towers of bronze. I saw trees that never lost their fruit and hills whose ice never yielded to the heat. I dreamed of a sun that never went down and playtime that never came to an end, stories that did not stop flowing. When I woke up, I found myself in my tower of desolation, with crumbling walls and a disintegrated future. Outside the window I saw trees rendered barren by the overnight storm and hills stripped bare by the merciless sun. When I was young I dreamed a dream that I would never die, but that was before my nightmares grew teeth and started biting. I knew of the tree of love that grew at the centre of the universe but that was before my heart was shattered and blown away a million times. When I was young, I wished to live forever but now, caskets conjure my demons and funeral wails raise my hair. I had a dream, oh I had one, but when I started growing up, and begun seeing the differe...
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