No boundary or barrier surrounds the heart of a person that loves their self and others.
Your strength will be found when you stop struggling with yourself, instead of thinking everyone is a struggle worth overcoming. Every obstacle in life is a lesson that teaches us, not others.
The only people that can't handle the truth are those that suffer so much anxiety that they will live in denial, in order to prevent their illusion from being destroyed and feeling more anxiety.
Your dignity can be mocked, abused, compromised, toyed with, lowered and even badmouthed, but it can never be taken from you. You have the power today to reset your boundaries, restore your image, start fresh with renewed values and rebuild what has happened to you in the past.
When someone you love makes compassion, kindness, forgiveness, respect and God an option, you can be sure they have made you an option, as well.
The moon will guide you through the night with her brightness, but she will always dwell in the darkness, in order to be seen.
It is not until you change your identity to match your life blueprint that you will understand why everything in the past never worked.
Money isn't the solution to your problems. It only lets you carry your unhappiness around in style.
True confidence is not about what you take from someone to restore yourself, but what you give back to your critics because they need it more than you do.
Your actions will always be what the world sees, but people who choose to see through God's eyes will always have the compassion to understand why.
Every broken heart has screamed at one time or another: Why can't you see who I truly am?
You may marry Miss Grey for her fifteen pounds but you will always be my Willoughby. My nightmare. My sorrow. My past. My mistake. My regret. My love.
Our Cross Our little circle hides in the mind, It's difficult to miss but hard to find, It goes unspoken but yet it speaks, From backward years to forward weeks, We can't forget but why even try, Two of a kind doesn't know goodbye, It's a silent question that God won't share, A breeze we feel but seems unfair, Distant, rare but only madness can see, It's something deeper than any infinity, Because we walk this parallel path up and down, There is no circle to hold us circus clowns, So let's give it a symbol and label it a loss, We will remember it always as we carry our cross.