Touch my heart and make it whole.
Help me yield up all control.
I haven’t strength to keep the pace
I started in this lonely place.
Open up my eyes and ears,
Ease my doubts and biased fears,
That I may finally be free
To live and Love humanity.
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Looking back, I’ll hope I lived
With all the Love I had to give.
I hope to never waste a breath
Promoting that which hastens Death.
May my lips bear forth a spring
That blesses every living thing.
May my hands work loving deeds
And meet a hurting person’s needs.
May my feet traverse the Way
That leads me closer every day
To hearing, seeing, knowing well
The many souls in which You dwell.
Thanks for Reading! Be Blessed!
Often when the load increases,
And tribulation never ceases,
We’re tempted just to throw it down
And in our pity state to drown.
It’s at these times we must recall
That everyone needs grace to fall,
And there are hands to help us bear
Our heavy burdens everywhere.
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Where there is struggle,
Where there is pain and trial,
Be what is needed.
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What we leave behind,
Who we have helped, how we’ve loved;
That’s our “Afterlife.”
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When the shadows overwhelm,
With the Inner Critic at the helm,
It’s hard to see the value I
Might have in someone else’s eye.
I assume the same is true for you,
When you don’t know just what to do
In the face of your own Self-Defeat,
The scripts you’re not sure you can beat.
When you at this steep cliff arrive,
Wondering if you ought to dive,
Know it’s not too late to thrive.
The world needs you here and alive.
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The Sadness is a void within.
It numbs the heart, it mars the skin;
It breaks the spirit, it pains the soul;
It keeps its victims from the Whole.
Yet the Sadness is a lie,
It can be beaten if we try.
But not alone, for that is how
The Sadness beats upon our brow.
Make the call or say the word.
It doesn’t matter what you’ve heard.
‘Cause help is not for weak or small,
Community’s a need for all.
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You needn’t be a fighter strong
Or a list of exploits miles long
To be a hero every day
For those you meet along the way.
You may not get a badge or star,
No plaque or bust for who you are,
But you can matter very much
In all the lives you get to touch.
Stop and help to change some tires,
Be present when the worst transpires.
Donate food or cash or hours
To those who need love’s healing powers.
Adopt a child or a pet,
Spend time with those we all forget.
There may not be a big parade
About the difference you have made,
But if you love all whom you see,
A hero is what you will be.
