With a blow to my life this past year I discovered my strength. And boy has God given me strength. So I’m grateful for the events that have occurred this year and for the people who threw daggers because they have shone light and birthed this monster of immense commanding vigor.
Yes, a few of their daggers dinged up my shield and a couple even penetrated my flesh and wounded me. But look where I am. I’m standing. I didn’t crash and burn. I rose after the fall and realized that those daggers were thrown by unworthy people. I realized that those daggers that came whirling at me, that seemed to be made of iron were actually ashes. Feelings of others thrown into my fire burning blue of strength. They burned because I have no use for them. They are not my feelings, my thoughts, my desires. I took their ashes, wrapped them in a cloth and handed them back to my enemy. I thanked them, told them I was grateful for the experience. And walked away into this new life.
So I’m excited and very eager to start this new year. Being single has made me fall madly in love with this city I live in. There are so many angels, so many stories, so much life. There will be a lot of change. And change shows us that there is something better then what was there before. New business endeavors, new jobs, new friendships and new tomorrow’s.
Raise your hands, or glass, to the sky and thank the sun for rising on a new year and the moon setting on an old.
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