God doesn't give you the people you want, He gives you the people you NEED.
To help you, to hurt you, to leave you, to love you and to make you
into the person you were meant
to be.
Women have strengths that amaze men.
They bear hardships and they carry burdens,
but they hold happiness, love and joy.
They smile when they want to scream.
They sing when they want to cry.
They cry when they are happy
and laugh when they are nervous.
They fight for what they believe in.
They stand up to injustice.
They don't take "no" for an answer
when they believe there is a better solution.
They go without so their family can have.
They go to the doctor with a frightened friend.
They love unconditionally.
They cry when their children excel
and cheer when their friends get awards.
They are happy when they hear about
a birth or a wedding.
Their hearts break when a friend dies.
They grieve at the loss of a family member,
yet they are strong when they
think there is no strength left.
They know that a hug and a kiss
can heal a broken heart.
Women come in all shapes, sizes and colors.
They'll drive, fly, walk, run or e-mail you
to show how much they care about you.
The heart of a woman is what
makes the world keep turning.
They bring joy, hope and love.
They have compassion and ideas.
They give moral support to their
family and friends.
Women have vital things to say
and everything to give.
HOWEVER, IF THERE IS ONE FLAW IN WOMEN,
IT IS THAT THEY FORGET THEIR WORTH.
Friday, April 17, 2009
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
The gift and the giver...
You can compete or cooperate,
stuff or flow,
withdraw or nurture,
withhold or share,
ignore or care.
On the other side of your emotional needs is the essence of love -- not as a piece of candy that someone out there can give and take away, but as you, which no individual can take away.
You become the gift and the giver.
stuff or flow,
withdraw or nurture,
withhold or share,
ignore or care.
On the other side of your emotional needs is the essence of love -- not as a piece of candy that someone out there can give and take away, but as you, which no individual can take away.
You become the gift and the giver.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
I guess I’m their soldier. Well, who’s gonna be mine.....
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I lay alone awake at night
Sorrow fills my eyes
But I’m not strong enough to cry
Despite of my disguise
I’m left with no shoulder
But everyone wants to lean on me.
I guess I’m their soldier.
Well, who’s gonna be mine
Who’s there to save the hero
When she’s left all alone
And she’s crying out for help.
Who’s there to save the hero
Who’s there to save the girl…
After she saves the world
After she saves the world.
I bottle all my hurt inside,
I guess I’m living a lie.
Inside my mind each day I die
What can bring me back to life?
A simple word, a gesture
Someone to say you’re beautiful
Come find this buried treasure
Rainbows lead to a pot of gold.
Who’s there to save the hero
When she’s left all alone
And she’s crying out for help
Who’s there to save the hero
Who’s there to save the girl
After she saves the world…
After she saves the world.
I’ve given too much of myself
And now it’s driving me crazy
(I’m crying out for help?
Sometimes I wish someone would
Just come here and save me…
Save me from myself
Who’s there to save the hero
When she’s left all alone
And she’s crying out for help
Who’s there to save the hero
Who’s there to save the girl
After she saves the world…
After she saves the world.
I lay alone awake at night
Sorrow fills my eyes
But I’m not strong enough to cry
Despite of my disguise
I’m left with no shoulder
But everyone wants to lean on me.
I guess I’m their soldier.
Well, who’s gonna be mine
Who’s there to save the hero
When she’s left all alone
And she’s crying out for help.
Who’s there to save the hero
Who’s there to save the girl…
After she saves the world
After she saves the world.
I bottle all my hurt inside,
I guess I’m living a lie.
Inside my mind each day I die
What can bring me back to life?
A simple word, a gesture
Someone to say you’re beautiful
Come find this buried treasure
Rainbows lead to a pot of gold.
Who’s there to save the hero
When she’s left all alone
And she’s crying out for help
Who’s there to save the hero
Who’s there to save the girl
After she saves the world…
After she saves the world.
I’ve given too much of myself
And now it’s driving me crazy
(I’m crying out for help?
Sometimes I wish someone would
Just come here and save me…
Save me from myself
Who’s there to save the hero
When she’s left all alone
And she’s crying out for help
Who’s there to save the hero
Who’s there to save the girl
After she saves the world…
After she saves the world.
Friday, March 20, 2009
This is it... life!
A quiet conscience sleeps in thunder.
this is it, life..love it! You have no other choice, do we?
Become a hunter of blessings, actively seeking them out in every experience and person you encounter.
this is it, life..love it! You have no other choice, do we?
Become a hunter of blessings, actively seeking them out in every experience and person you encounter.
Friday, March 13, 2009
Peace........
We can never obtain peace in the outer world until we make peace within ourselves.
~Dalai Lama~
~Dalai Lama~
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
beautiful prayer
A person once asked the Prophet Muhammad to pray for him.
So the Prophet implored, "O God, kindle within his heart the light of faith, and afford him with the courage to avert earthly wiles and submit himself before Your will."
When a person turns away from the world, he adheres to God, and God lavishes incredible bounty on him.
Amen! :-)
So the Prophet implored, "O God, kindle within his heart the light of faith, and afford him with the courage to avert earthly wiles and submit himself before Your will."
When a person turns away from the world, he adheres to God, and God lavishes incredible bounty on him.
Amen! :-)
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