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I sat down and began to pray: "O Heavenly Father, holy is thy name, thy kingdom come, thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Please heed to my words of prayer, Lord, and grant your lowly servant the grace she needs to serve you faithfully. Wash me from my sins, O Lord, and clothe me in righteousness for your name's sake. Thank you, my God, for hearing my prayer. In Jesus’ name, I pray, Amen."

There is peace surrounding the man and woman of prayer.

Discipline- we need the discipline to become consistent in our prayer life, but above that, we need God's unfailing grace to help us commit ourselves to Him.

God loves us beyond our imagination. He holds us in His hand day and night. He keeps us from sinning and away from the path of destruction, all because He loves us and because we have chosen to love Him back (1 John 4:7-12).

I want to encourage you to take some time from your daily life and dedicate it to the Lord, spend it in prayer, and in reading His word. Your spirit will be at ease resting in his presence.
Roy-Jax Nov 2020
We all have goals we want to achieve
But we're not willing to put the work required
It may have to do with how we perceive
the road should be to reach our desires

When reality's different from expectation
The fire in you begins to decrease
It also goes down with your motivation
Then your strength to continue completely cease

What that means is your outlook just needs to change
Nothing good in life is never ever easy
When challenges come, don't think it's something strange
Because that's how life goes, things never go smoothly

Put God first and you surely will make it through
And along with that you need some discipline
If you're passionate, work harder to prove it's true
With time and consistency you'll certainly win

You can do it, so push yourself to the limit
It's with great dedication the legends did it
Focus on your goals and ignore the critics
Keep it up long enough you will surely make it
Akshita Aug 2020
There will be many nights
Where you see a starless sky

There will be days
When it pours and rains endlessly

There will be evenings
When you wish you were
Anywhere but here

There will be times when
All you want is to be rescued

However, know that these times
Are simply ephemeral
They will not last till an eternity
James Study Jul 2020
Standing at top the stairs at night
Through the window frame came the light
The form appear on steps below
I come to stop can this be so
Again I resume my descend
The ray of light kept rushing in
Each step I made while going down
The form got larger and surround
Problems trials enter my life
Many a sleepless night the strife
All the weight was lift off me
From the cross of moonlight I see
Prayers answered by light of the cross
Of course my problems not at loss
But I can bear and face up to
All for me Jesus went through
Everforest Feb 2020
This is a letter to you.
To the you that's had a rough week. To the you that seems to be under constant storm clouds. To the you that's feels invisible. To the you who doesn't know how much longer you can hold on. To the you who has lost faith. And the one that is constantly blaming themselves for everything that goes wrong. To YOU.

You are incredible. You make this world a little bit more wonderful. You have so much potential and so many things left to do. You have time. Better things are coming your way, so please hang in there. You can do it. You CAN.
                                                - anonymous
Parthvi Jan 2020
My strong lady
A biggest pride for her baby
A shield for her child
And a sword for the wild
Never challenge her power
She will drag you- lower and lower

She is a queen
To shoulder her responsibilities she is very keen
Who is she?
She is the bearer of life and light
She is strong as hell
Laughs when she feels to yell

Soft and powerful
Practical and spiritual
Yet so delicate and beautiful
Which is her most sturdy tool

Always remember who you are
The most gleaming star
But the world is ocean
Just a mirror to reflect moon's beauty..
Who is a mighty lady
Translated by Przemyslaw Musialowski 11/1/2019

Be strong, o brother! And with your eagle wings
whip the clouds, that clouds which threaten you with a storm...
We were born by days so sad and so hard
that great strength is needed not to die out
at some early, lonely grave like a blood-red lightning bolt,
but to live bravely on earth full of tears.

Be strong! Let your young arms
bear the burdens, worthy of your efforts...
Let brotherly love fill your chest...
For as long as at least one spirit in darkness dwells,
as long as at least one heart doesn't know
to what should it devote itself with persistence,
no swordsman should ever rest
in the silence of his own existence.

Be strong! Life overwhelms with its weight
those who, without the helm, will and power,
among the multitude of world's phenomena and contradictions,
err, unwillingly carried by the current of events,
absent-minded and not conscious of their own actions,
like a somnambulist sleep-walking through the night...
The Earth won't lean on them for sure!
And Humanity, in its triumphal march, never takes into account
those who having retreated before the battle - die.
And outside the persistent Spirit Realm
they won't exist, nor will this mysterious shadow,
which disappears when the immaculate sun rises in the sky.

A handful of noble men that are conquering
the future are like loose, solar links,
which are unable into one whole unite...
And maybe it's your spirit they lack
to close the circles of the big chain,
that will engird the globe and push it with might to a new path.

Be strong, o brother! ... ah, your proud chest
I would like to clad in a diamond breastplate,
against the burning breath of carnal lust
that takes you on a journey full of temptations,
against poisoned arrows of doubt
that strike you as bolts of lightning...
But I'm weak myself, and I cannot be your shield,
though I'm standing by your side
like a sister, outstretching my hands,
and I look at light slowly dying in your eyes,
and at your lips, which with a smile
blaspheme to the secret mournings of your soul,
like blasphemous would be a rose adorning orphans' black robes;
And in vain I want to protect you with my tears
against the scorching sun of life that dries up your chest;
And helplessly looking as your soul is dying,
I am calling: o brother, be strong! ...

The ground is shaking under your feet, but you must stay strong!
You have to remain at your post with courage undaunted in the storm.
He who carries the Torch of Hope and hoists
the Victory Standard at the summits of spirituality,
whoever imprints himself with lion's strength
on his own Age, the one to whom the Earth
is like a non-solidfied block,
that his divine mark awaits,
- only he the name of a "Man" shall gain
in the non-erasable annals of immortality!

Maria Konopnicka (1842-1910)
Maria Konopnicka's funeral was attended by almost 50,000 people, and to this day this great poet has her special place in the hearts of ordinary Polish people.

Maria Konopnicka's poetry has a pinch of Hans Christian Andersen's warmth and magic to it, and this warmth and magic is not lost in free-verse translation.

violetstarlights May 2019
the poet is the seamstress,
sewing words into sentences
the poet is the architect
building their paragraphs
the poet is the performer
setting the stage
the poet is the dreamer
with endless possibilities


the poet is falling apart
their heart unmendable; in pieces
the poet is scared
walls that protect, yet isolate.
but the poet is strong
and lives to tell their tale
as the poet is the dreamer
with endless possibilities
you can do it! we all believe in you!
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