There are two types of dreamers: the first is very sensitive but creative and the second is very secretive but adaptive, and I think I am capable of being both.
I give thanks for love;
It brings me significance, meaning,
and love in return.
I give thanks for truth;
It brings me guidance and direction.
I give thanks for compassion;
It brings me and others help and comfort,
I give thanks for courage;
It brings me stability and strength.
I give thanks for kindness;
It brings me sustenance and meaning.
I give thanks for setbacks;
Their hidden meaning brings me opportunity for growth.
I give thanks for people: family, friends, and others;
In relationship with them,
I reach the fullness of my humanity.
I give thanks for forgiveness;
it brings freedom.
I give thanks for beauty displayed in the earth.
It brings me joy and delight.
I give thanks for humor;
It brings perspective to my life.
I give thanks for Being;
I am nothing.
As a new day begins…
Posted by Don Merritt September 3, 2017
Posted in: Christian Life.
…each of us will face its challenges. There will be circumstances that develop, circumstances over which we may not have any control, circumstances that we simply cannot fix or that are bigger and stronger than we are. Some will surmount those situations and circumstances; others will be swept up by them which will it be for you?
There were two boats sailing in the bay. A stiff wind swept into the area blowing in the direction of the rocks and away from the harbor. The pilot of one of the boats was taken closer and closer to the rocks, its pilot having great difficulty controlling his course as the wind blew him closer and closer to disaster. Yet the pilot of the other boat adjusted his sails and set his course against the wind toward the safe harbor, for he knew that a good sailor can use the wind and sail against it. The minutes went by as one boat approached its end on the rocks and the other approached the safe harbor…
[Source: A New Day Begins ]Posted by Don Merritt September 3, 2017
Peace, Peace, peace
I walked around with a gun in my hand
Looking for Peace
Please, please, please
Would someone show me Peace?
I met a boy and I asked him
If he had any Peace
He said, “I only have a little drum for a toy
I play it all the time
It helps the day pass away
But Peace? No, Sir. I haven’t heard of that toy
You might as well go ahead and ask some other boy”
I went ahead with a gun in my hand
Looking for Peace[ pacet et bene]
“Flesh gives birth to flesh, but the Spirit gives birth to spirit. You should not be surprised at my saying, ‘You must be born again.’ The wind blows wherever it pleases. You hear its sound, but you cannot tell where it comes from or where it is going. So it is with everyone born of the Spirit.”
Something to think about. Beyond that, what can I say?
Save me from this feeling
Keep me away from touch
Love was supposed to be fun
But it’s hurting me too much [continues]