It is sad to see that I have horribly neglected my blog. I suppose it is because I realize that few people read it, if any, so I rarely write. However, it is a good way to relieve heavy thought and to ponder in writing.
I'm going to post a poem that I recently rediscovered in one of my lost notebooks. Enjoy!
When a heart is pained, where does it turn?
How invariably to the wrong place!
There are things which the heart must forget.
Turn not to happiness, lest your broken heart be crushed.
Let the heart be content with it's lot.
Be not stubborn and stuck in your ways, for the firm cannot be moved.
The heart will forget pain, so, farewell to Love!
One cannot exist alone, for they are symbiotic.
Love is pain, and let it be so!
For pain strengthens the best love.
The Love that is strengthened perseveres. Ah! To the very end!
For the scars of Life are a shield.
Let the arrows fly! Then the enemy draw it's sword!
For no one can hurt me! My heart has loved and known pain.
Let it always be so, now and forever.
This poem was written at a time when I realized that God seems to find the perfect way to mold me through whatever I go through. I realized that I had let pain take me and tried to turn to happiness, but it didn't work. When I let God use my pain to strengthen, and when I allowed myself to love again, I felt whole and invincible. In many ways, God has used pain to mold me into the person I am. I feel like Stonewall Jackson when it comes to this. When he was dying, he was asked if he would take the chance to go back in time - To change the past. He said he would not, because he believed that God's will was more important than his own. What a powerful concept! And one that I keep in my own heart.
God bless and keep you.
TM
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Labels:
Choices,
Christianity,
Death,
Evangelizing,
example,
God,
Influence,
Love,
obedience,
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I read a poem a day. I find poetry theraupetic, both the reading and writing. I also must have music. One of my favorites singers is Mario Frangoulis. I don't tire of listening to Sometimes I Dream. I am sitting here listening to Mario, then I continues with Josh Groban, Vittorio Grigolo, Alssandro Safina. I also Love george Perris' last cd. Lately I have been Listening to Placido Domingo Amore Infinito. Regardless of the chaos, there is so much beauty in this world1
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