Rocky found this on the internet
the other day, anonymous of course! But I think it has just the right ‘voice’
for a short blog today:
“Having
a rough morning?
Place your hand over your heart.
Feel that? That’s called purpose.
You’re alive for a reason.
Don’t give up.”
Some mornings are like that, right?
Hard to breathe. Body aches. Even some muscles sting with pain. Let’s not even
mention the bones that hurt!
Pull the self from bed. Stretch a
bit; don’t over do it! Pull in a full breath of air. Feel it as you exhale
slowly. Life-giving oxygen. Already you are feeling a little better, right?
Then, if you are the type who
arises after the sun has risen, you will see the full bloom of the sun on your
face as you look to the east. And the trees and lawns drink in that same sun
power as you. There is a perk to the day already!
If you are the type who arises in
the dark (that’s me!), then you have the hope and promise of the deep purple
sky brightening to a bare glow of light on the horizon; followed by the
creeping pink and orange light as the sun breaks the horizon and begins its
daily ascent.
Of course you could live in the Midwest or some other clime of brooding clouds. But those
days, you surely have come to realize make the sunny ones all the more
heavenly.
The heart beats a tattoo of life.
The veins course with vitality of you. The day is present for your enjoyment.
Breathe it in. Swallow that cup of tea or coffee that primes your mood. Think
upon the world and its needs. Its peoples and their needs. Keep thinking on
these. Here is a reason to be alive. They need you in their lives.
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