Lines from my books .. :)
Princess September | 13 July 2008, 1:19pmHave you ever felt unloved and uncared for? When your dearest people turn away, we always do the same thing. Wonder what went wrong? Why don't they love us? Have we failed in some way? I wasn't special enough. Thoughts, conclusions.
But if you knew the love in your heart is true, you wouldn't doubt yourself. It's a failing in the other person, if they have not valued your love. Not a failing in yourself. And to hell with such love!
It's an irony of life that those very people who have an ocean of love within them, sometimes reach a stage when they say - To hell with love. The hurt that we carry heals when we know, it's the love inside us that matters. Not what someone else can give us. Not the love we find or don't find in others - our friends, family and at work.
God designed his beings that way. Incomplete. The shortfall is not in just human beings, but an extension of the shortfall in God himself. For it would seem that if God has created every human being incomplete, then what is he without the human being to make him complete. God started work on his creations, making them incomplete, and yet, he has given each of us, a part of him. That part which we ordinarily don't seek within ourselves. And so we remain incomplete.
It's the God within us that we need to love and nurture. Only that can make us complete.
Like the sea and the sky that, apparently meet but never really do, life is full of a million gaps.
Rarely can life be captured in either black or white. Life is more difficult to endure in reality than in the writer’s imagination. Truth is stranger than fiction. To sift situations through the sieve of truth is not as easy as the writer can write. In God’s script, truth is more a blur, which gets hazier all the time. While a story spans a few generations and always has a beginning and an end, God’s script for his creations stretches beyond thought, stretches so far we lose sight of the beginning and the end. Much like the tides, which come and go, where one can hardly discern where one ends and the other begins. One beginning sets on an end somewhere, one end sets on a beginning somewhere.
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