Today I will endeavor to embrace the beauty of the second chance -- of the blessings of being given a second chance -- and the ability to offer them to others today, too.
To remember to remove the rock from my shoe rather than learn to limp comfortably.
To remember that people who drink to drown their sorrow need to know that sorrow knows how to swim.
That I must keep an open mind, but not so open so my brains fall out.
That I cannot fear taking the first step in faith. That I don't have to see the whole staircase,just the first step. That experience teaches only the teachable and even stumbling blocks can be used for reconstruction.
That Forgiveness is not an occasional act; it is a permanent attitude.
That I can swallow my pride occasionally and know it’s not fattening.
That I can learn more by getting my butt kicked than by getting it kissed.
To accept that some days I’m the pigeon, and other days I’m the statue.
That I need to seize the moment -- and remember all those women on the Titanic who passed on the dessert cart.
That my soul is awakened through service.
To never confuse a single defeat with a final defeat.
That forgiveness does not change the past, but it does enlarge the future.
That sometimes I have to take the leap, and build my wings on the way down.
That even if I knew that tomorrow the world would go to pieces, I would still plant my apple tree -- and that I will embrace this second chance -- and make the most of it.
Posted on March 24, 2015
by Marla Highbaugh filed under