The beauty of life lies not in who you want to be but in the fact that your path has been chosen for you. Who else knows us better than our creator to whom every breath belongs. Our every action would have never been without Him. Sometimes we are silenced by our grievances and we feel alone within our turmoil’s.
But we fail to realize that someone greater is seeing our every action and knows the reason for our pain. Someone hears our every cry and wants us to ask.
The Gift of Life is Faith, the Gift of Faith is a sense of belonging and a friend that will never leave. A painter can create a masterpiece yet the painting itself cannot appreciate the value of it’s existence, but the painter can appreciate his Creator for the talent with which he was bestowed.
Many people have mourned at funerals, but have they ever mourned during a prayer?
A prayer is not a prayer if it’s not acknowledged with the sincerity of tears. After a prayer you have a reason to smile because you know that your pain has been understood and suddenly, Hope flashes by.
Life is a stairway, long and winding, solid yet rickety, beautiful yet ugly. It has a little goodness and a bit of sorrow to balance the equation of life. The closest word to life is Love!
It is from love that happiness occurs and from love sorrow is weaved. When our parents love us, we become content. All that is ugly now turns beautiful, all that was spoilt is now revitalized. But, if they withdraw from us, how then can we possibly go on?
Do they not know the value of their love?
Their love is one pillar, our love in return is another pillar. Yet the central pillar of all is love for our Supreme Creator who now lends the greatest support. The love which we have for our parents will never cease because as long as we have our central pillar intact, God will maintain our faith and our love in them.
I’m going now to a different place, a different mindset but as new thoughts come into being, I long to remain in this frame of mind because these words from my heart have inspired me…
