Deep Thought

Sometimes I think. I think things like, how do I look into the eyes of my daughters and tell them that one day they will be hurt. That people lie and not everyone who makes a promise is sincere. That love, sometimes hurts. That there is no superman and sometimes the best and most important person to love is yourself. And that sometimes, you are gonna make the same mistakes again and again. And that some folks never learn, they never grow. That people are shallow and cruel. That life can get rough and hard and lonely. That God tests his servants he loves best. That our hearts can crumble, break, fold, and bend before death our hearts can die.  There is no protection against the will of GOD. We just have to stand firm and roll with the punches and bounce back and not focus so much on the bruises. That God has a plan and even when we plan, things don’t always go our way. Or the way we’d like them too. That something may seem good until you get it. That experience is the best teacher. That everyone makes mistakes. That one day you might be that mistake or maybe not. That not everyone loves with passion. That sometimes we enjoy the pleasure of pain. That even when you’re hurting time is still clocking, the world is still spinning, even though it moves slow. The blood still pumps to your heart and threw your veins and sometimes life will make you breath slow through its contractions. That we die while alive only to be born again. In this same life we sometimes take different paths that lead to the same route. We go back down the same lanes and trust the same people even when we learn they are up to no good. That good is hard to find and evil sometimes dresses sharply or smells nice, or speaks well. That you will never understand a book by the title or a person until you walk in their shoes. And sometimes the shoes don’t fit but we are forced to wear them because there is nothing left. That love and hate sometimes look just alike and speak the same language. That love might be annoying and full or compromise, that sometimes we find it and lose it and get it back or it could be gone forever. That bitterness taste sweet. That misery loves company, sometimes you might be its companion. That life can’t be explained through words. That mama knows a lot but nothing at all. And everything will run its own course in its own time and sometimes we have to wear our big girl panties and do it all on our own, And sometimes there will be help, that will only hold us back, keep us there or tear us down. That even when your ugly there is something beautiful about you, even when no one else sees It. That your heart can become filthy dirty and you may not notice. That sometimes you might cry so hard that your eyes become dry. Or smile until your lips crack. That life is funny and sad at the same time, that I can’t protect you, that mama is sometimes lost herself. That sometimes our best isn’t good enough. Sometimes hard work never pays off. That prayer is the best comforter. That fasting helps you focus. That speaking up isn’t easy but always worth it. That sometimes your friends and family will take advantage of you. This world is like a jungle. You never know what’s out there. That even though I don’t want to let you go, it’s good to go, go see for yourself let the sunshine on your face. Remember who you are, know that you are loved. Know that God is watching all the time. Mama wants what’s best for you, sometimes I will stress you out, if you run from me run to God. Sometimes you have to pretend to be strong even when you are at your weakest, And sometimes when you are at your weakest you are ready to do what’s the hardest. That easy comes and easy goes. That no one will know your sacrifices or your pain. That some people will remember you, most of them wont. Maybe someone who is important to you won’t feel the same. That people will hurt you and you will have to go on, you will have to get over it because life is short and life is precious and never forget that you are loved.

----D.A.E----