Looks like suffering is the real furnace in which we are all thrown to be molded into realising our true potentials.
I remember every scar, every hardship and every gauntlet I've had to run.
I remember the bitterness, confusions and frustrations, how I sometimes succumbed, how on other occasions I knew deep inside that it was a passing phase.
But I also remember how I waited for these phases to end, they never did unless when I stopped waiting, looks like in waiting I'm judging Him.
But at the end of the day, I emerged out of this furnace battle-scarred and harder to break.
Like a pheonix rising out of the ashes, more potent than ever.
6 comments:
Yes what does not kill you makes you stronger and with the scars you learned something new something that will save you heartache and pain in the second round :) I am glad you raised from the ashes glad you took that step for the both of us
I'm glad I did as well, this whole thing is an obsession it seems.
today i was telling myself i am not that strong why i have been tested that hard, then it came to my mind that He might want me to be stronger.
Possible Brownie, or, maybe there's still an unlearned lesson in there for you to grasp
i always wait... i wait and wait that i can actually miss or not notice what i am waiting for....
and i hate remembering. i always say it's good to remember what you've been through, but i am now being reminded on daily basis and it's painfully overwhelming...
glad to know you're rising, rising is good :)))
and i liked that photo above, right before the phoenix, the phoenix is good, but i like the shadowy one, can't enlarge it tho!
Insomniac,
I've sent the pic you asked about to your e-mail listed in your profile.
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