Don't Strive For Love, Be It.

We Become What We Look At Most.

Very Seldom Will A Person Give Up On Himself. He Continues To Have Hope Because He Knows He Has The Potential For Change. He Tries Again - Not Just To Exist, But To Bring About Those Changes In Himself That Will Make Life Worth Living. Yet People Are Very Quick To Give Up On Friends, And Especially On Their Spouses, To Declare Them Hopeless, And To Either Walk Away Or Do Nothing More Than Resign Themselves To A Bad Situation.

A Messy Mortal Is My Friend. Come Walk With Me In The Mud.

If My Attention Is Wandering, There Is Somewhere It Wants To Go, So Obviously It Does Not Want To Be Where I Am Holding It In The Name Of Some Self-styled Obligation.

But It's Morning. Within My Hands Is Another Day. Another Day To Listen And Love And Walk And Glory. I Am Here For Another Day.