Writing It Randomly

Facing your circumstances (and yourself) head-on takes courage, but when courage is required, it doesn't mean that you should fear what's ahead. See it as a sign that whatever lies in front of you is filled with  possibility . Source: Facebook

The ghoulies must have been working overtime this year. On the last Thursday before Halloween, I was overcome by a strange masochistic urge to -  gasp!  -  weigh  myself. It was horrific. I've had a faint idea of how high my number must be for some time, but as I stood on that scale, it felt as if those three red numbers seared themselves into my brain. I tried to convince myself that it was a good thing to know and understand even the hard facts (knowledge is power and all that). My true self was not having any of that mind-over-matter bullshit and my mental defenses soon crumbled. I moped around whilst biting back the tears. Crying about my weight felt like a right I had not earned. If you don't vote, you can't complain. So where exactly could I go with all my weighty woes? First,  I prayed . Then, I could not stop talking about it. Oh boy! I kept yapping on and on to anybody who'd listen (or failed to flee the line of fire fast en...

Luke 1 & 2 tells us of divine interruptions in the lives of Zechariah & Elizabeth, Mary, and some shepherds out in a field. In fact, Luke is the only Gospel writer who gives us the details of the angel Gabriel appearing to Mary (refer More Moments in #First5 on 'Who I am doesn't feel good enough' by Lysa TerKeurst). Zechariah's interruption meant that Elizabeth was finally going to be a mother and give birth to his son. Something they thought would never happen.   ["But the angel said to him: 'Do not be afraid, Zechariah; your prayer has been heard. Your wife Elizabeth will bear you a son, and you are to call him John. He will be a joy and delight to you, and many will rejoice because of his birth... And he will go on before the Lord...to turn the hearts...to make ready a people prepared for the Lord.' " - Luke 1:13-17] Mary's interruption meant that she was going to be the earthly mother of God's only Son. As a virgin, I don'...

PC: QuotesArea A bad day is not a one-size-fits-all garment. No one's feelings rate higher than another's. Bad days are bad days. Grief is grief. That's it. Having said that, though, I do find that reminding myself of the fact that there are people who would love my bad days helps. It brings a different perspective to the situation. Maybe my bad day feels just as awful as someone else's bad day, but it doesn't deserve more recognition than that. It's just a bad day.

Stuck inbetween the Amazing and the Awful There are far worse places you can find yourself in.

My Gratitude List is pretty lame this year (Sorry!), but still. It's Thanksgiving in the US on Thursday, and I have to make sure that I use the opportunity to express my thanks to all the important folks in my life. This week's song is therefore dedicated to: 1. God - you know, for the "little" things, like My Entire Existence. 2. My Family & Friends - and this includes all of you readers out there! Weird tidbit on today's song is the fact that the entire song basically consists of only two lines .