Daily Prayable: What It Takes to Be Happy When You're Feeling Sad - Friday, February 11, 2011
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My mornings of sorrow are shrouded in pain. This "ideal" lifestyle is crumbling into dust. Hope is shattered. Life has imploded into the sands of time.
Tears like crystal ball snowflakes fleck with happiness twirling with the forces of false emotion, as myriad feelings reflect on mirrors dulled by pain and the dust of age. Empty household memories fill my mind's eye.
But tomorrow, hope will peek through the clouds again, and try to banish the bleakness of this lonely existence. Help me find the will to trust, and believe in You again.
- Tanja Cilia
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Friday 11th February 2011
"The ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy."
- Martin Luther King Jr.
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