I learned well the lessons.
Be nice.
Play fair.
Act kindly.
I learned how to share.
But there for awhile
I forgot to include myself
in those whom I cared for.
Was nice to.
Was fair to.
Was kind to.
That I shared with.
I would give to everyone...
but me.
Then, I began to come out of it.
But in an uncomfortable
and fearful way.
And not doing
things that I really wanted
or needed
or desired.
But just to prove
that I could.
Now
I can be genuine with myself.
And compassionate.
I lived through much.
I don't have to soothe it with stuff.
I can be kind to myself
with rest.
And nutrition.
With time.
And space.
I can allow
myself
to fail.
Without being
a failure.
I can allow
myself
the gift
of learning.
Growing.
Changing.
There is someone who is mean to me.
But I don't have to live there anymore.
Because I have a God who
is living and active
and busily making good plans
for ME.
Wow.
For me.
blessings.
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