Nine requisites for contented living: Health enough to make work a pleasure. Wealth enough to support your needs. Strength to battle with difficulties and overcome them. Grace enough to confess your sins and forsake them. Patience enough to toil until some good is accomplished. Charity enough to see some good in your neighbor. Love enough to move you to be useful and helpful to others. Faith enough to make real the things of God. Hope enough to remove all anxious fears concerning the future.
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
Life is not a struggle; the only struggle is your resistance to allowing reality to be exactly as it is. Struggles would disappear if you could allow the comings and goings of life flow through you with the trust that everything that is happening to you is for your best interest, even if you can't see it right now. Allowing reality to be exactly as it is - this is the first step towards transformation.
If I told you I loved you what would you say?
Would you be willing to come run away
From the people and stares and glaring eyes
To a brand new world and our paradise?
Would you be willing to sail across the sea
If that meant the rest of your life with me?
Would you look at me with joy and love
As we realize each other is a gift from above?
Would you whisper sweet nothings into my ear,
Try everything to keep me near?
Or would you just back away
Afraid of the world and what it might say?
Would you look at me like I lost my mind?
Would you make me wish life had a rewind?
Would you look at me with eyes stone cold,
And lecture me about you being too old?
Would you try and tell me this isn’t right
And end our relationship in one last fight?
You say society’s views are twisted,
But what would you do if I told you let’s ditch it?
Why would our love be considered wrong?
Our hearts sing together a medley of a song.
Why can’t we just be happy together?
Does restricting our love really make us better?
The command of love repeats within.
The Bible never said how love “should begin.”
You try and prevent it with morals and norm,
But since when did we choose to conform?
So what our age gap is eleven?
Trust me that won’t be the thing to stop us from heaven.