Be healed before you deal!

 

Stop the music, I said stop the music!...

My mom ranted on me, her voice struck my heart like a heavy thunder welcoming a heavy rainfall...

And of course, I had been struck down by thunder of the heart, the one people love to call “Heartbreak” and into how many pieces? Probably a thousand pieces...

The thunder that struck my heart came with no invitation—my heart was caught unaware

Of course, I was floundering underwater but with no chance of surviving this calamitous adventure...

My heartbeat was sliding down slowly and the bulb of my heart was becoming pale...

I was gradually surrendering my heart into the arms of this unprepared fate — I had lost the will to fight for freedom...

Mom gave me instances to forget the sharp dagger that pierced through my chest…

The fluids in my eyes were as red like scarlet

Now, she had left me in hell called earth...

Let me stop and ask you, has your heart ever been broken into pieces?

I wish I could press buttons to alleviate myself from this “troubled water”... As much as I tried to compose myself, it always led me into stark distortion…

I wish I could communicate to the angels that welcomed Jules home and am sure they must be dark angels...

I wish I had the power to combat those heartless dark angels, exactly the way Jacob stopped “that blessed angel” from hastening into heaven, and now they succeeded in dishing me into stitches...

Mom stood helplessly at the door, watching me throwing tantrums and all she could say is, it is well Tom

I staggered up and moved towards mom's direction and boomed like a rocky hoover— Is that all you could say, “it is well”

It is not well mom! There are many daggers piercing and brutalizing my heart and all you could say is ‘it is well” mom it is far from being well

A full-grown man sweating and crying like a baby boy who had missed the nutritious breast-fluid of his biological mother or vibrating like a plane on the verge of crashing…

Mom replied to me with this “what has happened has happened and it can never be edited or reversed” you have to tell your pain, that the storm is over...

She added, when your father died, my beautiful world was laced with ugly spots but I chose not to be immersed inside the pool of pain...

I chose to be the life dictator, not life dictating for me. I chose to be happy always not to be happy base on life circumstances…

She touched me and said— “life will always dish us two choices, to be happy or to be sad and the choice is ours”

Son! What do you choose, to be happy or to be sad?

All she said, cut off some negative emotional connections and gave me a new picture of life...

“I reiterate what she quoted“Life will always dish you two choices“to be happy or to be sad and the choice is ours”

Mom sounded like John the baptist— her motivational expression has baptized me...

Of course, John was called to baptize with water and it seemed my mom was called to baptize with words...

My mom must be “a word striker or doctor of words”...

I went straight to my mirror and said to myself “ I am choosing to remain happy, no matter what”

There will always be 199 reasons to cry but there will always be “one independent reason” to glow smile and that one reason is enough to be happy

Scripturally speaking, we were never promised, there won't be tears in our eyes, we were never told, we would not stumble or fall, we were never promised, we wouldn't be rejected by our loved ones but we were promised one standing fact “ he has conquered the world” and that is enough to smile while walking through the dark ugly path…

I also remember one fine secret of success from a book I read, which reads “Nothing good happens in sadness but every good thing comes in happiness”

“If your heart is not “healed”, you are not qualified to “deal” with “SUCCESS”

“The notorious enemy of “SUCCESS” is SADNESS”

Failure and sadness are twin brothers, I saw them cuddling together on the street...

“Wherever you see sadness, failure will never be found wanting”

“To be sad, means one thing, you are writing an invitation letter to Failure— you are endlessly calling him to come and dine in your world”

I love quoting this scripture “in the presence of God, there is fullness of Joy”

You can't be sad from within, and expect miracles to dazzle without

Failure and sadness are twin brothers, I saw them cuddling together on the street...

“Wherever you see sadness, failure will never be found wanting”

“To be sad, means one thing, you are writing an invitation letter to Failure— you are endlessly calling him to come and dine in your world”

I love quoting this scripture “in the presence of God, there is fullness of Joy”

*he scripture quoted is an indication of the fact that God doesn't move in sadness...

Let me ask you a practical question“ Those moments you have been knocked down in sadness, has there ever been an outstanding miracle?

The reality is, there can never be!  Being cash-strapped trapped or cash-starved shouldn't make you sad, losing a job or not getting a job shouldn't make you sad and on and on like that

If your heart is not healed, you are not qualified to deal with SUCCESS

The magnetic charm for success is to be healed from within and of course, if you are truly healed, it will surely be reflected on your faces

Don't permit your situation to knock you down and don't attach your happiness to something

Let me burst your bubble— “be happy for no reason” 

Be in charge of your life

Finally, every phase of life will pass or fade away and tell me why getting knocked down over the hysterical dynamism of life? 

The only thing that will never change is God.

Be healed before dealing with “SUCCESS”

You are the core architect of your life

Choose to be happy always!