Monday, February 28, 2011

Lord, Give me a SIGN...


Was that a sign, or a wakeup call? How many times in life does something happen that leaves us asking that very question? The older I get, the more that I am realizing that when our hearts speak, it is almost ALWAYS the right answer. If life has brought you to one moment, you are probably supposed to be there. Yet, we ignore it, make excuses for it, refuse to believe it, and walk away. Then, years later, we wake up asking ourselves what went wrong. What is missing? What is missing! What is missing is that piece of your heart that your heart was left behind when you ignored what it was saying. NOW, picking up the pieces of your heart is no easy task, but even harder, is locating the pieces so you can begin putting it all back together. Sometimes, very rarely, a piece of your heart will fall into your hands, your email, your facebook, your life, and even some places you never imagined. When this happens, are we really expected to keep going the way we are? How can one ignore that a piece has returned. I used to see myself as a whole, but today, all I see are pieces and without that one missing piece, we will never be complete. If you had the opportunity to complete yourself, wouldn't you take it? But more importantly, it appears that sometimes, going the wrong way, is the right way...

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