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    26 augustus

    Growing

    Everything flows out and in; everything has its tides; all things rise and fall; the pedulum-swing manifests in everything; the measure of the swing to the right, is the measure of the swing to the left; rhythm compensates" - The Kybalion
     
    The learning and growing just never stops.  So many lessons I have learned from my pain.  In anger born of hurt I have made so many mistakes.  An emotion so great it overwhelmed and in my despair I listened to the poisonous whisperings of the Father of Lies.  He seeks to destroy my happiness, and to use my pain as a means to destroy another.  In recent days we have triumphed.  Not the final war, but a victory nonetheless.  A renewing of my soul and a healing of my spirit has taken place.  I turn to Torah study in my weakness and I am given new strength.  I have learned to trust as I have never trusted before, to hand over my pain and accept my weakness without fear.  Finally I begin to learn what it means to be a wife.
     
    The Kybalion speaks of a simple truth, there is rythm in all things.  Those who hurt deeply are gifted with equally exquisite joy.  All is compensated.  We have spent our time in sorrow and pain, the tide turns now as it comes to an end.  So I pray and I study, and I thank the Blessed Holy One for His mercy.  For indeed He has been gracious to us.
    10 augustus

    Questions

    You loved me before the scars
    Will you love me after?
    Eyes that danced with laughter
    Now weep in sorrow
    A heart bursting with joy
    Now breaking from the pain
     
    You know who I have been
    Will you help me remember?
    Strong will, never compromising
    Now second guessing
    Sharp mind, a search for wisdom
    Now lost and afraid
     
    So farI have come
    Victories fought, battle scars of proof
    You never left my side
    Even when I ran
     
    Will you hold me when I cry?
    Will you help me remember?
    And will you love me after the war is won? 
     
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