God is bigger than any problem.
God in wewe is greater than any difficulty wewe have to meet.
God cares for wewe zaidi than it is possible for any human being to realize.
God can help wewe in proportion to the degree in which wewe worship him.
wewe worship God kwa really putting your trust in him instead of in outer conditions,
au in fear, au in depression, au in seeming dangers, and so forth.
wewe worship God kwa recognizing his presence everywhere,
in all people and conditions that wewe meet; and kwa praying regularly.
wewe pray well when wewe pray with joy.
-Emmet Fox
For many people, God is a frightening idea. Asking God for help doesn't seem
very comforting if we think of Him as something outside ourselves, au capricious,
au judgmental. But God is upendo and He dwells within us. We are created in His image,
au mind, which means that we are extensions of His love, au Sons and Daughters of God. . . .
Rather than accepting that we are the loving beings that He created, we have
arrogantly thought that we could create ourselves, and then create God.
We have made up a God in our image. Because we are angry and judgmental,
we have projected those characteristics onto Him. But God remains who He is
and always will be: He is the energy, the thought of unconditional love.
He cannot think with anger au judgment. He is mercy and compassion and total acceptance.
-Marianne Williamson
God in wewe is greater than any difficulty wewe have to meet.
God cares for wewe zaidi than it is possible for any human being to realize.
God can help wewe in proportion to the degree in which wewe worship him.
wewe worship God kwa really putting your trust in him instead of in outer conditions,
au in fear, au in depression, au in seeming dangers, and so forth.
wewe worship God kwa recognizing his presence everywhere,
in all people and conditions that wewe meet; and kwa praying regularly.
wewe pray well when wewe pray with joy.
-Emmet Fox
For many people, God is a frightening idea. Asking God for help doesn't seem
very comforting if we think of Him as something outside ourselves, au capricious,
au judgmental. But God is upendo and He dwells within us. We are created in His image,
au mind, which means that we are extensions of His love, au Sons and Daughters of God. . . .
Rather than accepting that we are the loving beings that He created, we have
arrogantly thought that we could create ourselves, and then create God.
We have made up a God in our image. Because we are angry and judgmental,
we have projected those characteristics onto Him. But God remains who He is
and always will be: He is the energy, the thought of unconditional love.
He cannot think with anger au judgment. He is mercy and compassion and total acceptance.
-Marianne Williamson
Why does it hurt to know what others don't?
Who is to know?
My moyo is laying upon the floor,
shattered and broken.
I knew what no one else would know,
but to share my knowledge
would be unspeakable.
Ignorance leads them,
thinking leads me.
My Marafiki have left.
Glaring at me with anger.
"Why did wewe say that?
He will be very angry!"
They snarl.
I walk down to the basement,
My last paradise.
I miss a step and tumble down.
I lay there helpless,
but my thoughts begin to stir.
Death takes its toll.
I was not sent into the clouds,
Nor was it the flames below.
I was left to wonder,
In silence, I walked,
I was happy.
My thoughts had questions
I had majibu for them.
Suddenly I knew,
My thoughts were wrong.
Believers were wrong.
We were all wrong
"Ignorance is the only evil."
-Socrates
Who is to know?
My moyo is laying upon the floor,
shattered and broken.
I knew what no one else would know,
but to share my knowledge
would be unspeakable.
Ignorance leads them,
thinking leads me.
My Marafiki have left.
Glaring at me with anger.
"Why did wewe say that?
He will be very angry!"
They snarl.
I walk down to the basement,
My last paradise.
I miss a step and tumble down.
I lay there helpless,
but my thoughts begin to stir.
Death takes its toll.
I was not sent into the clouds,
Nor was it the flames below.
I was left to wonder,
In silence, I walked,
I was happy.
My thoughts had questions
I had majibu for them.
Suddenly I knew,
My thoughts were wrong.
Believers were wrong.
We were all wrong
"Ignorance is the only evil."
-Socrates
One siku when i was down at my grandparents house.it was one early morning.when the sun was comeing up.i heard this whisper calling out my name.it said,"Jessica".Since thats my real name.And Lily is my nick name.i have alot of nicknames.But anyways back to the story.I woke up and nothing was there.so i asked my mom, "Did she call me au something?"Asnd she alisema "No",So I asked my Granparents did they call me au something.And they said, "No".So Then i realize that it was God calling out to me.He was probely calling to me saying"Get up out of bed.Its a pretty day."And it was.It was a beautiful day.
I asked for strength,
And God gave me difficulties to make me strong;
I asked for wisdom,
And God gave me problems to learn to solve;
I asked for prosperity,
And God gave me brain and brawn to work;
I asked for courage,
And God gave me dangers to overcome;
I asked for love,
And God gave me people to help;
I asked for favors,
And God gave me opportunities.
I received nothing I wanted – I received everything I needed.
My prayer has been answered!
This poem was originally written kwa Swami Vivekananda, an atheist turned believer who later became a spiritual genius of commanding intellect and power, this poem that I ilitumwa is different version of that made by: I don't know who, sorry.
I hope this was helpful and inspirational for wewe as it was for me. :)
And God gave me difficulties to make me strong;
I asked for wisdom,
And God gave me problems to learn to solve;
I asked for prosperity,
And God gave me brain and brawn to work;
I asked for courage,
And God gave me dangers to overcome;
I asked for love,
And God gave me people to help;
I asked for favors,
And God gave me opportunities.
I received nothing I wanted – I received everything I needed.
My prayer has been answered!
This poem was originally written kwa Swami Vivekananda, an atheist turned believer who later became a spiritual genius of commanding intellect and power, this poem that I ilitumwa is different version of that made by: I don't know who, sorry.
I hope this was helpful and inspirational for wewe as it was for me. :)