This year I dedicate to dreams.
I am finished with the belief that
“this” is all there is. I am no longer ascribing to a
school of thought that tells you all your hard work was all
for naught, so just get used to normal.
black and blue to walk to a professional tune
I think will lead me to my destiny.
We create our own soundtracks. We
determine our own steps. The cannon
fires. Pick up your feet. Reach out when
you feel weak, and raise a hand to
help a fallen brother when your paths collide
in a shower of sparks from a flare he sent up
long ago in whispered words of a prayer.
When will you step off the street that’s
paved with concrete and feel the
weight of the dirt-stained rocks that
seep into your shoes and
find those crevices that form calluses and
Today I choose to live big, bold and beautiful. I
embrace what the world has for me, and I
promise to stop being an absentee on
my own life. I tied these laces, and I’m picking up the
pace as I clench my teeth and pray to
see the path markers God set after
He paid my admission fee to
bring vitality to this
circuit of my race.
Today I make a choice:
Then start a chain-reaction to change
patterns in your brain that scream, “You can’t!”
You can and you will, if you’ll only
stop standing still and determine
this is the day of redemption.
Special thanks to Melanie at Only a Breath for creating my One Word Button.