Of patience and Wisdom of Old.

In a beautiful sunny afternoon. You’re four years old playing at the back of the house near the woods. There’s Caesar, your spaniel chasing his tail. You’ve just seen a single flower (red rose) bright and blooming peeking out in the woods. You’ve always played at this place and never seen any flower before. You start walking as fast as your feet would take to get to the flower. Caesar comes along with you. You don’t stop when you hear your favourite aunt talking to you, telling you that she would help you with the rose. She has figured that you wouldn’t stop and intends to help you nevertheless. All you can think of is your lonely flower patiently waiting for your grasp. She is now shouting that you shouldn’t enter the woods but you ignore her again and run into it. Caesar is now barking and still tagging along. You are hoping to get it without any assistance and forgetting you are young and not as tall as your aunt.

You finally get to the tree but can’t reach up to the flower. So you keep trying and suddenly you notice you’re bleeding. The thorns of the rose has pierced your skin. Then you begin to cry. Your aunt has finally gotten there and she easily plucks it from the branch.

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The story can be likened to Jesus. We keep looking or walking in a direction. He wants to help us and/or walk with us on life’s journey but we don’t stop and walk side by side with him. We most times ignore him believing that we can achieve everything all by ourselves. Then when we fall or are in trouble, we remember Him.
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Beautiful Impressions is 1!!!

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Hi guys! It’s only been a minute or is it?

Happy new year! I hope the year’s been good for you? If it hasn’t, then there are many more months for that to change. If it’s been good then keep being grateful to God.

I don’t even know where to start from. All that’s ringing in my head is that this blog is One. It was actually one yesterday but I didn’t have the time to come here.

I remember deleting the other blog and telling myself that I would never write again. If you are a writer you know that these things don’t work like that. Writing doesn’t just go away. I found myself itching to write; to have this outlet, for my ideas and thought processes. Within a month of permanently deleting the other, I started this one.

I can’t say that I haven’t had the mind to delete this one. There have been many times. There are still those times but something keeps stopping me. It’s already a year after. It’s been more successful than I ever imagined. I must confess that I keep feeling that this blog isn’t all that or there are great writers out there and this one is bleh. Then I read this blog from someone’s phone blocking the fact that I am the writer,  it’s not supposed to work but it does and just reading it like I do many other blogs and I can’t stop smiling. Yes, I’m a writer and a good one.

If you may, share this blog with somebody.

I’m grateful to God for the mind he has given me to write most of these things here. I’m grateful to friends for their encouragement and constructive criticisms. I couldn’t have done it without you all. You are all awesome.

Now I wish I was going to say that I’m going to be here more often from today. But I can’t. School beckons everyday until August. Please remember me in your prayers. Just mention ‘lily’ in them. God totally understands.

To beautiful impressions!!!

Love and laughter.

Lily.