Billie Holiday - God Bless The Child. & a Sunday thought.. or 2

It's a rainy Sunday. A beautiful Sunday.
The rain, for some reason... I found a great comfort

I woke up ( after finally getting to sleep) in the latter earlier hours with this song in my head.
My Sunday sermon (if I have one) is....

Strive to be the best that you can be
It's worth it..
and it matters
Strive to develop spiritually... emotionally,
Strengthen your mind and your physical..
.. to the best of your ability

Strive to learn more and more each day that one day you.. can teach others.
Aim to be a blessing in the lives of those you meet.
Let your first intention be a selfish one.
Let your first intention be to take good care of yourself, so that you may fulfil your second intention.... to take care of others
If you achieve the 1st, yet renege on the latter... remember that one day, you too may wish, that someone somewhere honours what you once failed to do..
Don't leave it all to them..
Be happy.
To find something to be happy about in your life... may just save your life
..or at the very least.. extend it ( In a good way)
Love.
Be awed at life.
Let your existence count.
I am reminded also to say trust in god..
For there may be times when your trust in yourself, or in others... may be absent.
Fret not, and fear not
Do your thing..
and envy noone.
Never set out to deceive for selfish gain..
Unless you yourself, are willing to be a victim of deceit.
Ask someone younger for advice...
Often they can see things clearer than you
The answers are sometimes very simple
.. and as adults we become trained specialists, at complicating things.
Be thankful, yes remember to give thanks
For life.. is truly a blessing'
Someone somewhere is having a tough time with thiers, may frown at the above statement and say no
I for one can't argue with that.. each of us experiences life differently
Yet still, a prayer of comfort goes out to them, that they too may find joy.. peace..
and happiness.

I've said too much :)
I tend to do that at times
I take none of it back and stand by it all

Happy Sunday all x




'Them that's got shall have
Them that's not shall lose
So the Bible said and it still is news
Mama may have, Papa may have
But God bless the child that's got his own
That's got his own

Yes, the strong gets more
While the weak ones fade
Empty pockets don't ever make the grade
Mama may have, Papa may have
But God bless the child that's got his own
That's got his own

Money, you've got lots of friends
Crowding round the door
When you're gone, spending ends
They don't come no more
Rich relations give
Crust of bread and such
You can help yourself
But don't take too much
Mama may have, Papa may have
But God bless the child that's got his own
That's got his own

Mama may have, Papa may have
But God bless the child that's got his own
That's got his own
He just worry 'bout nothin'
Cause he's got his own'