The lighted path full of thorns and broken glass

Let’s face it: getting your hair straightened hurts. The ironing and pulling hurts. But you do it. Because you believe the reward for it is silky straight hair for the next year or so.

So if you believe that

(1)    Life on earth is short and temporary

(2)    The pain/rewards we receive in this earth life is nothing compared to the hereafter

Then you will see that the pain is worth it. If it brings you closer to eternal bliss (or at least tranquility) then let the pain pour on.

I am not afraid.

For I have faith in His love and grace.

If that day should come

To dearest close family and friends,
We have something we would like to share.
First off, it feels out of place to be sharing such news, but it is a consequence of a choice we have made. So, we want to share the truth so that we will not be victims of slander.

We have made the decision to separate, and are no longer husband and wife. We are, and always will be, devoted to our role as co-parents to our dear son.

We have gone through a magical journey together, which has now changed its form. Our beautiful adventure will be on different paths. Please pray that our lives in the days forward will be blessed with His grace and mercy. We ask for your understanding and support in this time, and provide us the space to heal and subsequently thrive. Due to the nature of this process, we may choose to be unreachable and ask for your understanding and respect. We thank you all in advance for respecting our family's privacy in this time.
Sending lots of love to everyone.

Mom's coming for you

Forgive them, for they know not.

Teach them, love them, and be close to them.

Show the best example that you can.

Let them see the beauty in the guided way of life.

Let them see it through you.

And if He has blinded their eyes, then pray for them

Pray for His mercy towards them.

Pray for His mercy in your failure to guide them.

You are strong. You are the chosen one.

Living a life looking for that one soul

Here – the Lord has gifted you with many.

Will you turn your cheek when He has gifted you

With the greatest of trials and tribulations

With a fight you know will give you that chance of heaven.

Forgive them, for they are lost.

Give them maps, directions, markings on the earth.

But do not allow yourself to give up.

Do you not see this great gift being thrust upon you?

Do you not see that without this pain,

The change would not have started.

The Lord loves you, therefore find it in you to love them.

All of them.

When you feel weak, pray to Him.

For He has the power to change their hearts.

Believe in His grace.

Believe in His wisdom.

Believe that He will not test you beyond what is capable of you.

He wants you to return.

Return.

Come back to the lighted path full of thorns and rubble.

See the beauty in each painful step.

He wants you in His garden.

Perhaps you’ll see those little feet running up to you.

Perhaps.

In the name of the Lord, most beneficent, most merciful.

Let the first step begin.

Shine the light

Living a life looking for your crusade. That one battle that brings you to Heaven. You imagine swords clashing, blood spewing, screams and cries of pain off in the distance. What you don’t imagine is sipping that glass of OJ and fighting inner demons you never thought existed. Or maybe you did, you just never bothered fighting them.

That never was

The silence is deafening
Not a single word left
Each one
You've taken and hawked
For the value of nothing
For the wanting of nothing
For it never was

Harvested as you please
Left for dead when I don't appease
And there, tragically I stand
Waiting in the cold winds

For the price of being nothing
For the time of being with no one
For the moments of being unwanted
Never missed
Never yearned for
Always

Demolish the strength of my core
Shattered, crushed, broken, and torn
I thank you for this lesson
Of a non existent love
That never was

So listen to my cries
Pure of lies
That all you are
Is what never was
That never was

There will be nothing
To resurrect your existence
For the love that never was
Flies away no matter my endeavor

So I will not plead you to stay
Nor will I beg for a second thought
Nor will I force a new promise

No longer shall I offer my body
For my heart is rotten
But I am still standing
Unwavering
And for you I shall not bleed

Memories of Chablahah

Remember this day.

12-11-19

Remember this date.

The darkened room you entered, the dishes you washed.

The milk you stored.

The vibrations in the background.

The hurried steps you made across the hall.

The rice you washed and cooked.

The rice container was almost empty. Remember that.

Your hurried glances to make sure your chores weren’t a disturbance.

Remember the joy you felt at being able to do these trivial, menial chores.

You looked around for what else you could do.

Remember this day.

Remember this date.

For whenever you feel tired and useless, remember this date.

Whenever you feel like giving up, remember this day.

It was late evening.

Remember the bowls of rice that were about to be taken to the dining table.

Remember the pot of hot soup on the stove.

Remember the disarray of clothes on the floor.

Remember the wordless moments.

The silence.

Remember it.

This is important.

She told you to be strong. You must be strong.

And to be strong, you must remember.

Of principles and disciples

She asked: Do I have to forgive him?

Well, the answer is no, you do not. At least, people can tell you to do so, but whether or not you do will always be up to you. It is a mind/heart matter. You can keep knocking on a thousand doors, and each time you will hear “Forgiveness is the righteous path”. Yes, you can keep knocking doors hoping you’ll find that one that says “Leave. Walk out with your head held high”

She whispers: ..I want to. I really really  want to. I wish I could. *her head hangs low*

But what?

Forgiveness is the easier path. You bury the mistakes, never mention it again and hope for the best. Your life continues on the same path that you were on. Nothing really changes, except how you feel.

She purses her lips, and mutters: Does it really matter then, how I feel?

Of course it does.

But to whom?

When we talk of punishments, of suffering, of pain, of crime, being forgiven comforts the perpetrator. They say it should bring closure and calm to the victim. Does it? It should, shouldn’t it? Living a life with a grudge hangs on and weighs you down. It does nothing to the perpetrator.

It does nothing.

Unless, you have a plan. An action plan. A plan that you are willing to follow through.

And that, is the hard part.

A lot of work, surely.

So the question is, do you put in effort towards forgiveness and acceptance, or do you put in effort towards leaving.

It’s in your hands. Choose wisely.