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There were days in this year that I felt like the sun had betrayed me by simply rising. Like, did it not know many things were wrong with me, with life, with the world?
And there were days that I didn't understand why some people were unhappy! The world was beautiful! There were many things to be thankful for! How ungrateful they were for not recognizing the beautiful things life released daily!
And that is life. With the ability to present things that makes you feel overwhelmed with gratitude one minute
And the next minute make you feel like hiding under the biggest rock and never coming out
The first day of this year, I captioned my blog post: into the 'unknown', because I believed God alone knew the hidden things in this year. Indeed.
This year has brought a number of losses that has rocked my world. Took beautiful people that meant everything to me and many others
This year revealed the hearts of some people around me in a way that I wasn't ready for
This year has brought a gap between certain people I felt I would spend eternity with
But that is one way of writing the narrative
I can be thankful for the beautiful memories i had of these people before they went away into eternity
I can be thankful for being alive to see this day
I can be thankful for strength, that I went through what was meant to kill me.
I can be thankful for life taking away people who do not belong.
And the many unspoken quiet blessings.
So at this end of year, what can i say?
As long as day and night remains:
Sorrows may come, but joy too shall come.
I am learning to not make quick conclusions based on events or things that happens. To know that a bad day is not a bad life. To know that things would happen that would shake the very foundations on which you rest but to know that I have an Anchor that keeps the soul, steadfast and sure while the billows roll, fastened to the rock which cannot move, grounded firm and deep in my savior's love.
That people would come and go, but that is not the test of my worth. And to know that sometimes the exit of one is to make way for one much better
That it is okay to weep and grieve but to similarly be thankful for all the blessings God brings my way.
That things can turn around in a second, and there is nothing too hard for God, because He directs the course of my life and in Him i live and move.
That i am human and I would make mistakes and some of them would make me feel like slapping my self but to realize that to err is indeed human and to forgive myself and forget and adjust my crown and dare whoever thinks himself the best judge to indeed cast the first stone if they have not made wrong before?
That to know  there is room for everyone to make it,even a dead clock tells a time correctly in a day, and to be thankful when good things happen to people knowing that My time will come also and trust in God's timing.
To remember not to force what doesn't fit, a blessing that is tailor- made, custom designed for me with my name on it is coming.
iHeartHope

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