Going through hell and high water and making it to safe shore.
Just like everyone else that has ever lived, I’ve had my fair share of hard times here lately. In fact if I remember correctly, a little over a year ago I found myself between a rock and a hard place. I was insecure, hardheaded, and pride dominated everything about me.
To date, I’ve held very few jobs that have actually been successful and profitable, I’ve had difficulty motivating myself to stay in school and make proper financial decisions-you get the idea. Whether through commission, omission, or just plain Jane life itself, we have our peaks and our valleys. There’s nothing we can do to keep this from happening; sadly we do not live in a perfect world.
There is hope, safe harbor, if you will, if we do our absolute best to overcome hardships through taking daily baby steps toward getting out of the deep sink holes that we fall into from time to time, pick ourselves back up, and get back to keeping on keeping on, plugging away and plugging away towards the goal-the prize before us.
As a child and as a teenager I was told all the time that I needed to stop living in my fantasy world and grow the heck up. Well, I’m now a young adult, but I still have my creativity, that wonderful gift that has been given to me by my maker, and when the world tries to take everything else away, it is those things that cannot be seen that cannot be taken away from us; those gifts,dreams, ambitions, talents-these are the things with which we are eternally entrusted, and more precious and more valuable than any earthly home, latest trinket or gadget, fancy diploma from a big name Ivy League school-you name it.
Be all you can be. Never give up. Live like you’re dying. Peace will come after the storm.
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