SILENT AS THE RAINDROP...

Silent as the raindrop falls on the surface of the earth
Silent as it pours on man
Raindrop meant for refreshment and rejuvination
Drops of rain; life blossoms
Blossoming life; yet today, the raindrop brought with it tears
Tears from the eyes whose heart is burdened
Burdened in baskets of bewilderment, butters and billows of sorrow.
Life like the rain,
Silent as the raindrop pours
Lost joy, lost dreams, collapsed walls,
Shivers down the spine.
Drops of rain,
A rush of cold air all over us...
Life like tattered papers
Life like raindrops
Torments of pain, torture....
Dreading when this pain shall be no more
Firmly founded and rooted: our solace, in the words of the scribes.
A word that lived long before the raindrop
Long before life
Long before man
Like dust, blown away: our consolation, in the word of life...
Fallen out but surely accepted into royalty in a world far away.
Perfect as gold.
Silent as the raindrop..
We feel and hear no rain,
yet it drops: hard truth,
reality so vivid...
Wrapped in the comfort of those heavy arms,
Love that will heal our broken hearts,
Silent as the raindrop!

I just learned again that there are indeed no special people in the world.... I can lose sleep over it but growing up everyday. Broken but kept in his arms.
Journey on....fly with angels...we love you but God loves you more...rest easy!!

Dew(U)Ol(L)A ...FEATURING GUEST BLOGGER; MAWULI

We fade SILENTLY
We are like faint tunes heard 
A(L)lO(U)weD across the ocean
Popping up,when the throat is dry
We are like walking mirages in the mind
When the heart is knitted apart.

Written by  guest blogger for the day; Mawuli.
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TIMES CHANGE...

I remember a week ago, on this day, I had woken up wishing I did not have to leave my bed at all. It was one of those  days that I wished I could sleep. Since I was not married to a millionaire  yet or I was not a millionaire or I was not done chasing my dreams, I could not afford to stay in bed. I had to wake up and face my hustle. I did that with so much discomfort. At a point, it felt like my body was failing me but, I overcame  the urge to have a lie down and bore my pain so well at least till evening. When I  could not take it anymore ; in my distress, the hard floor of the Answer Cathedral, my church auditorium, became my bed for hours as I struggled to bear the unending pain. The whole night, I wanted to cry: bearing my pain and forgetting who was watching or where I was.

Tonight, I'm hail and hearty. All over the place, going about my usual routine like I would. I did not feel like crying neither was the pain I felt last weekend there. I felt new. Sometimes we go through moments of distress and end up feeling like it's the end of the world. Our struggles, pain, challenges seem unending and we begin to wonder when it would all end. Every pain, challenge, turmoil, has an expiry date if you will learn that whatever it is you are going through will change by next week because just like the seasons change, so do the times change. My moment of distress did not linger on forever. Yours won't either.

Still holding on? Wondering when that pain or moment of distress will end, it is only temporary if you will look beyond today. The times will change!

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