12-15-2017, 12:00 AM
It takes hardship, struggle, challenges, to make a warrior strong. You cant have the world handed to you on a silver platter, no, you have to fight. Every challenge makes you stronger. If you give up then you lose. If you stand your ground then you win. You must stand strong and face the day that reality brings you. It makes the victory that much more sweet.
I thought i was done for. I thought i would be sick for the rest of my life. I fought for years against iobs, enemy spirits, and my own fellow man. I stood strong and remained optimistic even when the world was crashing down around me. I looked to brighter days and intended them my way. Now I am healthy, off my meds, have no symptoms and things are looking my way. But you know what? I am looking for the next challenge. My war has made me strong. There have been many sacrifices and i have lost much of what i have had, but now i am a rock. hardened, strong. I met some of my old allies, from before the war, and they tried to move me, to forces me to move, and they couldnt. They respect me now. It was a synch before too.
Life is not meant to be perfect, in the way of making no mistakes. Its our mistakes that help us grow. Its all part of the true perfection that exists. We live and we learn and we grow from mistakes. Its when we make the same mistakes over and over again that we lose. We must adapt and change our ways, every expanding on the path.
I thought i was done for. I thought i would be sick for the rest of my life. I fought for years against iobs, enemy spirits, and my own fellow man. I stood strong and remained optimistic even when the world was crashing down around me. I looked to brighter days and intended them my way. Now I am healthy, off my meds, have no symptoms and things are looking my way. But you know what? I am looking for the next challenge. My war has made me strong. There have been many sacrifices and i have lost much of what i have had, but now i am a rock. hardened, strong. I met some of my old allies, from before the war, and they tried to move me, to forces me to move, and they couldnt. They respect me now. It was a synch before too.
Life is not meant to be perfect, in the way of making no mistakes. Its our mistakes that help us grow. Its all part of the true perfection that exists. We live and we learn and we grow from mistakes. Its when we make the same mistakes over and over again that we lose. We must adapt and change our ways, every expanding on the path.