♥ WE DON'T ALWAYS GET WHAT WE WANT...BUT USUALLY WHAT WE GET IS BETTER THEN WHAT WE WANTED ♥
♥ I HEARD YOU CRY NOT LONG AGO, YOU JUST DIDN'T KNOW I WAS LISTENING. I KISSED AWAY YOUR TEARS THAT DAY SO SAD, SO SOFT, SO GLISTENING.
YOU SWORE TO ME DEEP UNDER YOUR BREATH YOU WOULD NEVER LOVE AGAIN. I SMILED AND SAID, YES YOU WILL AND I WILL BE THERE IF AND WHEN. ♥
♥ BELIEVE IN YOURSELF AND ALL THAT YOU ARE. KNOW THAT THERE IS SOMETHING INSIDE YOU THAT IS GREATER THAN ANY OBSTICLE ♥♥ WATCHING YOU WALK OUT OF MY LIFE DOES NOT MAKE ME BITTER OR CYNICAL ABOUT LOVE, BUT RATHER MAKES ME REALIZE THAT IF I WANTED SO MUCH TO BE WITH THE WRONG PERSON, HOW BEAUTIFUL IT WILL BE WHEN THE RIGHT ONE COMES ALONG ♥
♥ I HAVE MADE MISTAKES IN MY LIFE. I'VE LET PEOPLE TAKE ADVANTAGE OF ME AND I ACCEPTED WAY LESS THAN I DESERVE. BUT, I HAVE LEARNED FROM MY BAD CHOICES AND EVEN THOUGH THERE ARE SOME THINGS I CAN NEVER GET BACK AND PEOPLE WHO WILL NEVER BE SORRY, I'LL KNOW BETTER THE NEXT TIME AND I WON'T SETTLE FOR ANYTHING LESS THAN WHAT I DESERVE. ♥♥ IN JESUS'S TIME THE DOGWOOD GREW TO A STATELY SIZE AND LOVELY HUE. TWAS STRONG AND FIRM, IT'S BRANCHES INTERWOVEN, FOR THE CROSS OF CHRIST IT'S TIMBERS WERE CHOSEN. SEEING THE DISTRESS AT THIS USE OF THEIR WOOD CHRIST MADE A PROMISE WHICH STILL HOLDS GOOD;
"NEVER AGAIN SHALL THE DOGWOOD GROW LARGE ENOUGH TO BE USED SO. SLENDER AND TWISTED IT SHALL BE, WITH BLOSSOMS LIKE THE CROSS FOR ALL TO SEE. AS BLOOD STAINS THE PETALS MARKED IN BROWN, THE BLOSSOMS CENTER WEARS A THORNY CROWN. ALL WHO SEE IT WILL REMEMBER ME CRUCIFIED ON A CROSS FROM THE DOGWOOD TREE. CHERISHED AND PROTECTED THIS TREE SHALL BE, A REMINDER TO ALL OF MY AGONY." ♥
♥ WHEN WE LONG FOR LIFE WITHOUT DIFFICULTIES, WE MUST REMIND OURSELVES THAT OAKS GROW STRONG IN CONTRARY WINDS AND DIAMONDS ARE MADE UNDER PRESSURE. THE GREATEST PLEASURE IN LIFE IS DOING WHAT PEOPLE SAY YOU CANNOT DO ♥♥ OH! I HAVE SLIPPED THE SURLY BONDS OF EARTH AND DANCED THE SKIES ON LAUGHTER-SILVERED WINGS; SUNWARD I'VE CLIMBED AND JOINED THE TUMBLING MIRTH OF SUN-SPLIT CLOUDS AND DONE A HUNDRED THINGS YOU HAVE NOT DREAMED OF-WHEELED AND SOARED AND SWUNG IN THE SUNLIT SILENCE. HOV'RING THERE, I'VE CHASED THE SHOUTING WINDS ALONG AND FLUNG MY EAGER CRAFT THROUGH FOOTLESS HALLS OF AIR. UP, UP THE LONG DELIRIOUS BURNING BLUE-I'VE TOPPED THE WIND SWEPT HEIGHTS WITH EASY GRACE WHERE NEVER LARK OR EVEN EAGLE FLEW-AND WHILE WITH SILENT MIND I TROD THE HIGH UNTRESSPASSED SANETITY OF SPACE, PUT OUT MY HAND AND TOUCHED THE FACE OF GOD. ♥