Many of us are reactive, not proactive. We react. We hit back. We are ‘an eye for an eye’ practitioners. We attack when we are attacked, with good measure. Our barometer reads from the environment and makes us act accordingly. We are mirrors who ...
Many of us don’t dream; more dangerously, many of us don’t spend quality time thinking. We worry, yes, but we do not think. We don’t project ourselves into the future. We don’t utilize imagination. For many who do dream, what is lacking is th...
Loss taught me the strength of faith. Faith in a God who understands. Faith in a Saviour who gave His all. Faith in a Comforter who walked by my side.
Loss taught me about the frailty and transient nature of man. It taught me humility. It taught me about the urgency of service, of touching lives, of mentoring, of legacy. Of making hay while there is still sunshine and life.
Loss taught me the value of tears. Just as the rains come down to wash away debris and dust, tears unleashed can bring relief.
Loss taught me the priceless value of friends. I would have lost it but for my friends.
Loss taught me. It taught me that I won’t have people around me forever. The good I need to do to someone today, I may not have the opportunity to do tomorrow.
Loss taught me. Loss taught me that death comes to both the old and the young.
Our beliefs about our abilities and the capabilities we have are usually the limiting reactants in the chain reaction of our lives.
When you have defined yourself, circumstances don’t define you – they only refine you.
