Sometimes the story unwritten always remake a true tribute all your life when this day you cannot forget tells us that the voice your heart gives you the drive to work ahead and change the challenges as an ordinary experience will be joining you all your life for the longest day ever lived in history. What I may add to this day is a delighted experience I may belong for the gift I may contribute as my offering before the great love from our supreme foundation, really ? I have always thought the time we will once again remake the experience and God who will ask me what I have experienced in our remarkable journey may humbly ask us, when ? There are branches on this tree and every leaf itself has the same composition of a inoperable texture. Sometimes they wrinkle without clinical nutrition and again become so convenient to raise above the wind. Who will make this crossroad in the middle of our temperate climate when the living Earth can only offer a time to fill its available bowl on within limits ? Our story still continues and joining you all your life for this commitment just tells us, when do we count every steps without evaluating claims ? And who can sustain our world without healing this bowl with kindness before our King.
Once three wise men spoke of the longest trials on the Living Earth as a passage of new gifts before the next generation. Very little still we know what they meant. Yet they had us one good news within. Even now as I write down this gratitude of our creation, the greatness speak of the God who never under estimated the doubts as the merits of a new adventure born to win on this Earth. The question here is the need why we bring this much of love for others as a simple gesture to live and let live the simplicity of a heart. May be the divinity we offer to God ask you and me to bring those days into reality. Let us commit what we ever will be very end to witness when will never go out of a score, I call as yes, may you know still you own this offering for all here.
Just check the notebook of the trials we leave through time. Their remembrance still giveaway lots of interpretations. Every morning newspaper still tell us the same story we may contribute here. When you know there is a harvest you are demanded every day and how you perform contributes your upbringing here, may you not forget, these days still call us, for all the moment we thank God, let us unite to remake the gift of the sacrifices life is so made in the roles we play as a game of gestures on the Living Earth. For the days don't end without a comeback, our supreme remains still have a lot more than few moments that can be better than the best. This precious count is our journey ahead.
A simple gesture in my days so made is the gift I can offer you. May God Bless You and Your Loved Ones. Thanks.
Thank you for your appreciations. I must say now I feel the desire to find this unwritten history more it vanishes. May be we honor you people even if you fail then also become the change we want to see. When I read your comments I upheaval the received success asking ourselves these questions. A big difference in doing little things I loved through those making end shame, blame and guilt is a superior role in our commitments. May be our accumulations freed from clouds might lights up the world in peace, hope and joy ahead. Does it ever grant a drowning man a hand in the middle of the ocean when everyone is trying hard to swim across this ocean for a living ? May be the law of divine humanity ask us to help and share goodnews with this uninvited guests in our lives. How ?
More we ask for kindness from God even look up to heaven our promised home so precious loves a come back to welcome this person who may become our constant companion. You and me live by faith. Everything we do by faith never leaves a honest doubt until the treasure we seek has no madness. By madness I ask you do you fear inaction over the days when an illness that comes from knowledge may once again question uncertainty we oft might win. I must say doubt itself is a traitor. By fearing to attempt a thread to bind us to heaven, I may faint before the Supreme Mother in prayer; May the days ahead might tell us how close you are with God's grace when you are never hardest hit with doubt. How much ?
Today life turned inside outs with many twists and turns asking us we must not quit. Here we might step up every trials with your inner voice. Our days have better recipe with patience to spend less. More we persist a little more hopeless failure may turn to glorious success. Yet our perseverance seek that we may be expected for better or worse but always do stop complaining about its shortness. Let us stay making some right decisions. May we don't forget this by what is convenient.
I thank God for everything. May our better time persuade the world of possibilities to face the future with commitment and action. Our prayer with God may ask granting mercy to live and win this vision we may reach it. Let us love and like these days ahead.
And amazing piece of art Samantha
Beautiful and thoughtful message, Aby. We thank you for sharing this compassionate statement of unity and inspiration!