Faith

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Life is a bed of roses. You are a gardener in your hands is beauty, but on your hands and body there are scares places you ’ ve been pricked, hurt. Where you fell into the garden, or you were push by someone you trusted. Maybe you were molested has a child, or your parents were divorced. Maybe you were abused mentally, physically and/or emotionally even by those who were supposed to watch your back and hold your head above the water but instead let you drown. Maybe you don ’ t have scares maybe instead you have wounds. Did you reach for a rose and get pricked? Are your arteries or vein ’ s exposed are you bleeding to death? Life ’ s not meant to be like this you say. Your right its not but it is. It ’ s painful and scary covering the bleeding veins and arteries of your emotions with an outer exterior of a strong front is like trying to stop your physical veins or arteries from bleeding by stuffing them whit tissue that only makes it worse. But did you know that there is a gardener he is the chief gardener he is skilled he can make roses from thorns while the roses you grow may be droopy his roses are tall and vibrant more beautiful then you could ever dare to imagine. If you follow the gardening manual he wrote for you your garden will always be full. Now don ’ t get me wrong he doesn ’ t promise that you won ’ t get pricked but he dose promise to help you heal when you do. Just refer to the manual.
copyright 12/09/06

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