I woke up this morning and knew that today,
the sun would not be shining and the clouds would be gray.
As I stepped outside, rain fell upon my head.
My car wouldn’t start so I walked to college instead.

I forgot all of my assignments, I failed all of my tests.
I dropped my head in disgust and asked the Lord for one request:
“Lord, why is it that things won’t go my way?”
He gently replied, “Dear child it is because you didn’t thank me yesterday.

I woke you up and enabled you to see the sun again.
I gave you shelter, protected your family, and even let you make a new friend.

I blessed you far greater than I ever had before.
But you were too busy to thank me once more.
You didn’t feel sick because I maintained your health.
You had money in your pocket because I maintained your wealth.
You had shoes on your feet and clothes to wear, too.
You had plenty of food to eat, and what did you do?

You ignored me and went about your tasks.
But when you wanted something you never hesitated to ask.
I was there when you needed me, and that wasn’t too long ago.
But when things started going your way, it was me you did not know.

As if that weren’t enough,
I provided your favorite luxuries.
This was something I didn’t have to do,
they weren’t even necessities.

And when it was time to get on your knees and show your gratitude,
you decided that after such a fulfilling day, you weren’t in the mood.

So I decided to give you just a little test.
To show you how it would feel to stop being blessed.”

I began to realize what the Lord was saying.
And when I got home, I fell to my knees and started praying.
He said, “My child, you have learned and you know I do forgive.
But remember to remember this day as long as you shall live.

I love filling your life with joy, and your pain I’ll alleviate it.
But just a simple thank you would show how much you appreciate it.”

- Author Unknown

Dear Mommy,
I am in Heaven now, sitting on God’s lap.
He loves me and cries with me;
for my heart has been broken.
I so wanted to be your little girl.
I don’t quite understand what has happened.
I was so excited when I began realizing my existence.

I was in a dark, yet comfortable place.
I saw I had fingers and toes.
I was pretty far along in my developing,
yet not near ready to leave my surroundings.
I spent most of my time thinking or sleeping.
Even from my earliest days,
I felt a special bonding between you and me.

Sometimes I heard you crying and I cried with you.
Sometimes you would yell or scream, then cry.
I heard Daddy yelling back.
I was sad, and hoped you would be better soon.
I wondered why you cried so much.
One day you cried almost all of the day.
I hurt for you.
I couldn’t imagine why you were so unhappy.

That same day, the most horrible thing happened.
A very mean monster came
into that warm, comfortable lace I was in.
I was so scared, I began screaming,
but there was no sound.
I guess they had you all pinned down
because you never once tried to help me.
Maybe you never heard me.

The monster got closer and closer
as I was screaming and screaming,
“Mommy, Mommy, help me, please; Mommy, help me.”
Complete terror is all I felt.
I screamed and screamed
until I thought I couldn’t anymore.

Then the monster started ripping my arm off.
It hurt so bad; the pain I can never explain.
It didn’t stop.
Oh, how I begged it to stop.
I screamed in horror as it ripped my leg off.
Though I was in such complete pain,
I realized I was dying.
I knew I would never see your face,
or hear you say how much you love me.
I wanted to make all your tears go away.
I had so many plans to make you happy.
Now, I couldn’t; all my dreams were shattered.
Though I was in utter pain and horror,
I felt the pain of my heart breaking, above all.

I wanted more than anything to be your daughter.
No use now, for I was dying a painful death.
I could only imaging the terrible things that they had done to you.
I wanted to tell you that I love you before I was gone,
but I didn’t know the words you could understand.
And soon, I no longer had the breath to say them;
I was dead.

I felt myself rising.
I was being carried by a huge angel
into a big, beautiful place.
I was still crying, but the physical pain was gone.
The angel took me to Jesus and set me on His lap.
He said that He loved me, and He was my Father.
Then I was happy.
I asked Him what the thing was that killed me.
He answered, “Abortion. I am sorry, my child;
for I know how it feels.”

I don’t know what abortion is;
I guess that’s the name of the monster.

I’m writing to say that I love you,
and to tell you how much I wanted to be your little girl.
I tried very hard to live.
I wanted to live.
I had the will, but I couldn’t;
the monster was too powerful.
It sucked my arms and legs off and finally got all of me.
It was impossible to live.
I just wanted you to know how I tried to stay with you.
I didn’t want to die.

Also, Mommy,
please watch out for that abortion monster.

Mommy,
I love you and I would hate for you
to go through the kind of pain I did.
Please be careful.

Love,
Your baby girl

If it didn’t bring you joy
just leave it behind
Let’s ring in the new year
with good things in mind

Leave every bad memory
that brought heartache and pain
And let’s turn a new leaf
with the smell of new rain

Let’s forget past mistakes
making amends for this year
Sending you these greetings
to bring you hope and cheer
Happy New Year!

I cannot understand how two people

who used to be so close,

whose souls were knit

so tightly together

could suddenly

be parted

and stripped away forever

from each other’s arms

mere whispers

used to draw our hearts together,

but now even my loudest cries

fail to bring you back to me

how can it be?

how can you suddenly

be so far away from me?

must I accept your passing

as a fitting end to what we’ve had?

should I accept that from this moment

there will always be a chasm between us

one that I can never cross

to see you

and to be with you again

not even for a single happy while

have you really gone away

have you really left me

all alone

can’t you hear me now as I speak

can’t you see me now as I search the skies

for traces of your smile

O how I wish you could see me now

And how I desire that all this time

that I’ve been praying,

you’re really sitting there, listening

gazing at me

loving me

as you’ve always done before

How I pray

you have not really gone,

that you haven’t left my side at all,

not even for a short lonely while

That all the while I have been weeping

you’re holding out your hand

catching my every tear

that all the while I have been praying

you’re praying with me, too

and with all the angels

in whose company

you now walk amongst

Who knows indeed?

who knows?

maybe you haven’t really left

maybe the love we’ve had

has woven a golden thread

between you and me

a thread that shall remain

as surely as love remains

a thread that shall draw us together

forever

and we’ll never ever need

to say goodbye

“The Unbreakable Thread” is indeed a poem of parting, of saying goodbyes, yet it is also a poem of hope, and of keeping what is worth keeping, of being comforted in spite of our sorrows.  It is a poem of healing, a poem of letting go of our bitterness while holding on to what sweetness is left in our souls by those whom God has blessed us to spend our most precious time with in this lifetime.

Source: itakeoffthemask.com

…that’s why you didn’t fight for me.

…that’s why you denied your feelings.

…that’s why you chose to walk away.

…that’s why you left me.

…that’s why you let me go.

…that’s why you wouldn’t take a risk.

…that’s why you acted like a jerk.

…that’s why you gave up.

…that’s why you didn’t give everything you can.

…that’s why you set so many limitations.

…that’s why you refused to open up.

…that’s why you cried.

…that’s why you couldn’t commit.

…that’s why you made all those excuses.

…that’s why you won’t give in to love.

…that’s why you failed.

Maybe you were just afraid.

I’m taking it all in now
savoring each precious moment
that I have with you.
I’m breathing the air you breathe,
I’m touching your skin,
I’m looking at your face,
trying to memorize your smile.

I’m taking it all in now
for I shall never pass this way again,
I’m hearing your voice,
I’m hearing your laughter,
I’m seeing you,
I’m smelling you,
I’m walking side by side with you,
down the streets we’ve always loved to walk.

I’m taking it all in now
and I can’t waste a precious moment.
Each second counts, each minute is a gift,
no moment shall pass by, without me seizing it!
Living it! Taking it!
Filling it with all the love
I could possibly give away!

I’m taking it all in now,
I’m filling my soul with things that last,
etched upon my heart forever,
embedded always in my mind,
in my soul, in my very spirit!
I take what God has given,
eternal treasures that won’t ever slip away.

I’m taking it all in now,
I’m drinking it, receiving it,
basking in it with arms opened wide!
I’m here
You are here
This time is sacred,
and I’m taking it all in right now.

from: itakeoffthemask.com

Will you still love me even if I’m not perfect? Will you still love me even if I’m not the kind of person you wished I were? Will you still look into my eyes with warmth even if you saw my shadows? Will you still hold my hand even if you knew there will be times I’d let you down? For though I yearn to take care of you as I should, though I desire to love you with a love that never falters and fades, my knees tremble this very moment that you hold me in your arms.

Shall I kiss you? Shall I hold your hand and bask in the light of your spirit knowing that I have my darkness, knowing there will be times that the light of my love will sometimes be overshadowed by the darkness that is in me?

Sometimes I’d be silent and I might bore you. I may not laugh at your jokes, and you may not understand the spell that’s enshrouding me. Sometimes I’d get troubled and I’d fail to put into words what the hell it is that troubles me. I wouldn’t be good company then, and I couldn’t make you smile.

Sometimes I’d get moody and I might not enjoy the things you’d like us to do together. Sometimes I’d lose my temper and I’d no longer act like the fine person who stands before you today. Sometimes I’d get jealous and I might say things I don’t really mean. Sometimes I’d talk too much that I might drive you away.

Sometimes I’d get touchy and I’d get easily hurt. And no matter how mature I try to be, at times I’d act in childish ways. I’d demand things I shouldn’t, I’d say things I shouldn’t say. And no matter how much I desire to protect you and make you happy, sometimes I’d be the one who’d cause you the most pain.

If you will love me I cannot promise you that I will not hurt you. I cannot promise you that I will not make you cry and that I’ll never break your heart. But if you will love me, I will bare my whole self naked before you, and I will reveal to you my soul. If you will love me, you can be certain that it is I that you will love, not a mask that fools you and gives you only what your eyes desire to see. If you will love me, you can be certain that you will love the depths of me, all of me that is in me, and I in turn will love you with all of me, with all my soul, with all my mind, with all my spirit, with all my flaws and beauty, and with all my very heart.

From: itakeoffthemask.com