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🎵 🎵 🎵 🎵 🎵 (Verse 2) ♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫ Through the nights and the days, your presence remains, A constant companion, igniting dormant flames. I wonder who you are, this enigmatic scribe, Whose words have resurrected my spirit, revived. ♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫ (Bridge) ♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩ In the silence of the night, when the stars align,

Never Again 🌷 “Promise Yourself To be so strong that nothing can disturb your peace of mind. To talk health, happiness, and prosperity to every person you meet. To make all your friends feel that there is something in them To look at the sunny side of everything and make your optimism come true. To think only the best, to work only for the best, and to expect only the best. To be just as enthusiastic about the success of others as you are about your own. To forget the mistakes of the past

Her journey became a source of inspiration, encouraging readers to explore their own inner realms and discover the profound truths that lie within. With Chapter Twenty-Nine, Rita's tale entered a sacred realm of spiritual exploration, leaving readers with a profound understanding—that the wisdom of the masters has the power to illuminate our own paths, guiding us towards self-realization and awakening. Rita's encounters became a source of inspiration and a reminder of the eternal quest for enlightenment that resides within each of us.

'(Prov1:17)and ‘Wait for the Lord; be strong and let your heart take courage ’(Ps27:14) " Honey,' There is a season for everything, and a time for every matter under heaven:'(Ecc3:1)'The heart of man plans his way, but the Lord establishes his steps.'(Prov16:9)'Take delight in the Lord, and He will give you the desires of your heart,’ verse 7; 'as well as in Ps37:4'

I smiled faintly, not even denying it. Then I went straight to our room, closed the door quietly—and locked it. The silence hit like a wave. No laughter. No footsteps. No one asking me what rhymes with ‘grace’ or whether ‘hallelujah’ was too cliché. Just me, a notebook, and a head that wouldn’t stop spinning. I sat on the bed and read the verse we’d drawn earlier. Isaiah 40:31. ‘But those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength; they will soar on wings like eagles…’

my pulse started running more than the usual speed I dreamed of a miracle is this the miracle waiting for a miracle will it happen wait and see god works in mysterious ways or did he abandoned me patience is a virtue let nature takes it course some things can't be hurried or you may be flogging a dead horse it's like watching the paint dry time seems to go slow but being busy with other things then more quickly time does go the timing needs to be just right for a miracle to take place when god decides you are ready you will receive his grace is this the miracle of love am I alive did I came back for him suddenly my breathe started moving rapidly and I opened my eyes once again did his love p

And when the first five words left his lips, I could not explain how I felt because somehow we prepared the same vow. How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of being and ideal grace I love thee to the level of every day’s Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs and with my childhood faith

May their journey inspire you to believe in the beauty of true love, the importance of forgiveness, and the power of the human heart to overcome even the most daunting challenges. Thank you so much! Day Dreamer

I take a deep breath before reading it. “Be strong and of good courage, fear not, nor be afraid of them: for the LORD your God, he it is that does go with you; he will not fail you, nor forsake you.” I looked up and closed the Bible. The verse is right; Fear not nor be afraid of them. What a beautiful verse? I closed my eyes and thought about the verse that I had read for a moment.

He smiled, the wrinkles intensifying on his face, “Simple. Love and trust yourself. When you do not reject yourself, the outside world cannot reject you. When you control what you believe, you will not allow yourself to endure hurt and pain at every ostensible betrayal or assault.” There was a blissful serenity on his face as he looked at me, “You might have heard these lines by the Pakistani poet, ‘Khudi ko kar buland itana ke har taqdir se pehele, Khuda bande se khud pooche, beta teri raza kya hai.’ Become self-sustaining and self-generating, and even gods will wait around to lend a hand.”