Tears of Peace

Mornings are my favorite.   I set my alarm for 5:30am, wake, hopefully feeling refreshed and rested, feeling ready to tackle the new day.   I sit quietly with my coffee and my books, I listen to the birds and feel the breeze as it flows through my open window.  A day awaits, it's my choice of how this day will go, my attitude determines the path that unfolds.  

Today, I will be grateful that I am here.   I will see today for what it is, a gift, I will cherish each moment, live and love to the fullest of my capability.  I know that I am here for a reason, I know that I have purpose so I will not waste the day on what I have not but will celebrate what I have.

Tears of peace flowed gently down my face as I thanked God for my journey.   I have worked so hard and fought every day to be able to wake with such peace and with such gratitude.   I no longer feel a darkness over me, yet I feel a light within.   I am that light, shining brighter every day.

Yesterday a dear friend shared with me, her story that she told Sunday at her church.   She has stage 4 lung cancer, never a smoker, an avid health nut, a kind heart and gentle spirit.  She knows her story will end so much sooner than anyone ever thought, yet, she has a peace about her that I haven't seen in years.  She has found her light, she has come to terms with her own soul and she isn't afraid.   She has a faith in God that has given her strength to face death and face it with happiness.  If she can face death with such peace, then I have to face life with such strength.

We lost touch after my divorce, after I went into hiding.  I will never lose anyone again because of my own pride.   I will be open to people and no matter what hardships I go through, they will always be given respect and love because I was born to be a kind heart and soul and I won't allow self pity to destroy my purpose.

Today I have tears of peace because I now see my own light.  

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