*stop complaining, it won’t change nor save situation.
*keep growing, there is a height you need to attain.
*keep preparing, there is a golden opportunity waiting for you out there, in order for you not to miss it.
*keep pushing and grinding, regardless of the obstacles you encounter, they are meant to refine, and bring out the best in you.
*Always note you are appointed for a season.
*take your eyes off the success of people.
*congratulate those ahead of you
*do not fret at peoples success and achievement. yours is coming. life is turn by turn
*pay deaf ear to negative view of people about you,( I mean critics), dirty water does not stop plants from growing, don’t allow negative words to stop you from achieving your goals, you are on assignment. don’t throw stones at barking dogs on your way to success they will distract you.
* be focus, be determine, what your mind can conceive your can achieve.
Oh my home built on high, up above the hills. A home of peace, full of treasure, comfort and love. Abode of the saints, a reward for the upright, the inheritance of the faithful.
My home is somewhere above the hills up in the cloud. I am not of this world, I am just a passer by , a pilgrim on a mission in a strange land that is who I am
Despite life detour, the struggle and depression, hatred and rejection I get as a sojourner in a midst multitude; people of manifold languages, tribes and culture,religion and believe color and faith, I will always remember my home.
The journey may be far, the rout may be narrow, I may get tired, but will not relent. Though I go through the fire, I will not be consume, though I go through rivers of water I will not be drawn by it, though I walk through the valley and up the mountains I will not be afraid. For I reckon, that the present suffering of this world cannot be compared to the pleasures in my home
Not the riches, not the pleasures, nor the treasure, not the mansions can decide my fate. Silver is good, gold is good, but they are not as good compared to joy I will get when I get to my home up the hill.
Oh my home what can be compare unto thee, a place of perfect rest, endless existence, continuous joy, and everlasting peace.
Gently gently I froze, as I felt the touch of a gentle cozy wind blow into my abode through the window. What a strange scene I was. I felt so numb and could not move an inch from my dare state. Struggling to gasp there was no breath left in me. Suddenly I felt something, so soft and cool soaring from my body in a gentle motion, projecting up to the sky somewhere in the blue. This is a transition I said, what a strange but interesting moment.
There I go in the sky like an eagle in a stormy gay. Looking down to the earth below the cloud, i behold my body hibernated like a frozen object. This is a transition I said, what a strange but interesting moment
Up up I go, right before me was a beautiful glowing gate effusing light like an electric bulb made of silver and the building of the wall a jasper. The city is so beautiful wholly built with pure gold like a clear glass , and the foundation of the wall of the city is made of many kind of precious stone such like I have never seen before. This is a transition I said, what a strange but interesting moment.
Taking a step into the city, i saw Joy and peace flowing like a river and love dropping incessantly like a dew. All Creation was in perfect harmony, goat and lion eating straw together, symbiotic relationship coexist between all creatures. Predation was totally absent. This is a transition I said, what a strange, but interesting moment.
There i stood by the sea shore, east of the coast of the city, feeding my eyes with the scene of schools of wales, and gardens of beautiful Flowers and grazing flocks, all at a glance. And I heard a still small voice in a form of a gentle breeze saying; the city is cozy comprising of beautiful and memorable scenes, it neither shine nor rain here , all creature thrives and blossom in accordance to the glory of the city. Only the pure in heart can access this city. I turned to see who the person was but found no one. This is a transition I said, what a strange but interesting moment.
In a twinkle of an eye I regain my sense, and was reanimated. Wow!! I screamed what a strange but interesting moment. Life is sweet and beautiful in the city beyond the blue, where peace and joy deed flows like a river, and love dropping like a dew from the sky.
“Forgive anyone who has caused you pain or harm. Keep in mind that forgiving is not for others. It is for you. Forgiving is not forgetting. It is remembering without anger. It frees up your power, heals your body, mind and spirit. Forgiveness opens up a pathway to a new place of peace where you can persist despite what has happened to you”
A thought in a human mind is as powerful as spoken words.
A man’s life is shaped by his thought, and not just his words, from the mind proceed every bit of spoken word. So be careful how you think, your life is shaped by your thought, never allow ugly circumstances to be in control of your thought.
I wandered lonely like a breeze up the mountain and down the valley in a solitary boulevard, when at all once the memories we shared in the day of yesterday emerged like a stormy gay from the ocean leaving me with nothing but a bliss of an unending gay, Like the Mr. William woods worth’s beautiful dancing daffodil
Hundred at ones I smiled like a sucking child, feeling a warm embrace soaring from its mothers arm, in a windy winter season.
Darkness intrude to abscond with this beautiful moment, too unfortunate for him, he was chameleon to joy. So found I myself walking above mountains and on seas. What a joy these memories has brought to my soul