Suffering is awful, yes it certainly is. But completely awful...No. Being real, I have to admit that suffering is beautiful at the same time. Many lovely people emerge to help, God shows his face, just when we need it most...I may not have seen God's face otherwise. Clinging to what is good in my life, I see light in the darkness.
I am turning 50 with sorrow and grief...
Yet, I turn 50 with gratitude and grace.
I am turning 50 with wounds and scars...
Yet, I turn 50 with growth and wisdom.
I am turning 50 with disappointments and mystery...
Yet, I turn 50 with triumphs and faith.
I am turning 50 with tears that never end...
Yet, I turn 50 with laughter that is stronger.
I am turning 50 with the reality of aging...
Yet, I turn 50 as a child of God.
I am turning 50 with heavy burdens...
Yet, I turn 50 with song in my heart.
I am turning 50 with the down-swing of life...
Yet, I turn 50 with a life well-lived.
I am turning 50 with the end in mind...
Yet, I turn 50 with the hope of life that never ends.
I am turning 50 marking time in my mind...
Yet, I turn 50 with a warrior spirit.
I am turning 50 with trial and trepidation...
Yet, I turn 50 with trust in God's plan.
I am turning 50 being stripped of my dreams...
Yet, I turn 50 with strength in my soul.
I turn 50 with time gone too fast...
Yet, I turn 50 with blessings, too many to count.
I turn 50 with the setting of the sun...
Yet, I turn 50 when the new dawn comes.
I turn 50 with lost love in my life...
Yet, I turn 50 with a lot of love left to give.
I turn 50 with joy and pain...
Yet, I turn 50 sitting with the Dream Team.