Every moment seemed an hour. Every moment seemed to last for ages. Every crisis seemed to be the end of the world. Emotions were like a roller coaster ride- either too high or too low, too happy ot too sad, too secure or too insecure, too perfect or a disaster. Desperation was on a high.
Faith changes. Really changes. For that matter, even acceptance. Acceptance of the imbalance, of the chaos. There is peace inside now, a blissful calmness. Ability to take one thing at a time. Ability to take each day, each moment at a time. And an all pervasive positivuty inside that says- things do get sorted out eventually.
Edwin Markham has rightfully said-
"For all your days prepare
and meet them ever alike:
When you are the anvil bear,
when you are the hammer strike."
Faith changes. Really changes. For that matter, even acceptance. Acceptance of the imbalance, of the chaos. There is peace inside now, a blissful calmness. Ability to take one thing at a time. Ability to take each day, each moment at a time. And an all pervasive positivuty inside that says- things do get sorted out eventually.
Edwin Markham has rightfully said-
"For all your days prepare
and meet them ever alike:
When you are the anvil bear,
when you are the hammer strike."
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