I do not pray for peace,Nor ask that on my pathThe sounds of war shall shrill no more,The way be clear of wrath.But this I beg thee, Lord,Steel Thou my heart with might,And in the strife that men call life,Grant me the strength to fight.
I do not pray for arms,Nor shield to cover me.What though I stand with empty hand,So it be valiantly!Spare me the coward's fear--Questioning wrong or right:Lord, among these mine enemies,Grant me the strength to fight.
I do not pray that ThouKeep me from any wound,Though I fall low from thrust and blow,Forced fighting to the ground;But give me wit to hideMy hurt from all men's sight,And for my need the while I bleed,Lord, grant me strength to fight.
I do not pray that ThouShouldst grant me victory;Enough to know that from my foeI have no will to flee.Beaten and bruised and banned,Flung like a broken sword,Grant me this thing for conquering--Let me die fighting, Lord!
Saturday, April 12, 2008
Passion for Life
Success, whether measured in business, family or love, is often determined by the "right" attitude. Unfortunately, maintaining that proper frame of mind, a positive attitude, isn't always easy.
Sometimes, in spite of our best efforts, Life just seems intent on bringing us down.
Inspiration, however, is rarely far away - if we are but willing to look for it.
Sometimes, in spite of our best efforts, Life just seems intent on bringing us down.
Inspiration, however, is rarely far away - if we are but willing to look for it.
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
Revenge
when you left, i though i would crumble away.just into nothing.and you know what? i did.My life basically ended. I couldn't do anything.what could i do?when my world had walked out on me?how was i supposed to get up and walk again?it would have been easier just to die.but i couldn't.i had to prove that i could survive.without you.that i wasn't scared to be alone.like you were.if you were scare,then why did you walk out? was it to much pressure? then why didn't you say something?at least to me.You talked to everyone else.when it got rough.you talked to her.but not me.do you know when you did that, my soul was torn? shredded into pieces.but i mended it.because i knew that everytime i smiled, it was a little bit of revenge.you wanted me to be sad.to be heartbroken.but i rubbed in your face.With my revenge.because nothing taste sweeter.
A BEST FRIEND
A best friend is always there,whether you need advice,or a pep talk,or even a shoulder to cry on. A best friend listens with her hearta nd is always honest with you, even though the truth may not be what you want to hear.
A best friend knows all your secrets,understands your fears always share your dreams.
A best friend never stops believing in youeven if you give upon yourself.You arethat kind of friend to me.
And no matter what happens,you always will be.
You are my best friend....my forever friend.
A best friend is always there,whether you need advice,or a pep talk,or even a shoulder to cry on. A best friend listens with her hearta nd is always honest with you, even though the truth may not be what you want to hear.
A best friend knows all your secrets,understands your fears always share your dreams.
A best friend never stops believing in youeven if you give upon yourself.You arethat kind of friend to me.
And no matter what happens,you always will be.
You are my best friend....my forever friend.
Monday, April 7, 2008
Why Things Happen For Reasons
Sometimes I just feel like i have so much to give and I have so much to do. I feel as if I have accomplished so much, I am actually proud of myself. I believe that I can do anything I want to such as making a 90 on a biology test. I could never have done that back in high school. Sometimes I have to wonder why things happen for a reason, but everything does. It is like being a child again and doing things wondering why you do them. And being proud of yourself for everything that you have done in your life. And knowing that you can go foward and do bigger and better things. There are alot of things in my life that I am proud of and maybe a couple that i know that I will regret. However, everything may not run as smoothly as planned. Hopefully I can look back and think, WOW I did live a great life. I did everything that I wanted to do and I was the best person that I know I could be.
I Dont Care
I Dont Care
Sometimes I get emotional, I do things, I may
try to brake things because i get mad
or destroying things that I know that you care about
but you made me mad you made me this way.
Sometimes I could care less remain indifferent
about anything. I dont vote, nor do i care about
anything political. Sometimes I dont care so much
that i just get really tired of everything
Sometimes I feel as if there is something wrong
with me, soemtimes I think as if I should be taken
to a looney bin. But as I write this down I dont really
care about alot of it, just what makes me happy.
Sometimes I get emotional, I do things, I may
try to brake things because i get mad
or destroying things that I know that you care about
but you made me mad you made me this way.
Sometimes I could care less remain indifferent
about anything. I dont vote, nor do i care about
anything political. Sometimes I dont care so much
that i just get really tired of everything
Sometimes I feel as if there is something wrong
with me, soemtimes I think as if I should be taken
to a looney bin. But as I write this down I dont really
care about alot of it, just what makes me happy.
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