Daily Tonic – Page 11 – SoarwithGlory

In God I Hope

Time comes when every shakable is shaken: Every fallible dropped, I fell too to the bottom Rubbles my neighbors. I prayed for change And here I am, far from where I used to be I prayed for better

Trust in God

I used to be a superman until vulnerability Caught up with me and made tears my companion. I weep for what has become me; my world, my life My every day. I weep for this helplessness staring Down at

Being Here…

If wishes were horse, I wouldn’t be here I’d rather be there, anywhere else but here. Being here is tough, a constant itch I scratch It’s like a cross I can’t ignore or escape And no matter

Let Me Be

Dear Lord, this is a cry Not just a prayer A cry from the bottom of my heart; I didn’t say life wasn’t good Though it could have been better. I said it was boring. I needed exciting

I was praying for change Watching out for new Anything to spice up this routine Break this monotony that bores me; Something unique, something different. Then a terrible quake erupted; All the pillars of my comfort cracking

Connected

Tired of this boring sameness That now my uniform is I prayed fervently. I called to God Who answers sincere cries: I asked for change of all around. Suddenly, I sensed shivers - routine Sameness that brewed

Everyday

Every day, without alert Life carves new notches For those willing to dare. Every day, without warning Life makes new demands On those aching for change. Every day, with no heads up Life presents new tests To

Everyone

Everyone fumbles Through times, good and bad The difference lies In what we do with each. Everyone goes Through high and low The difference lies In how we choose to ride through each. Every one jams Seasons

Brand New Life!

Life may not always be fair Times may not always be even But every day comes with a new invitation To all of us: to step out and grab life To live it to the fullest or

Bettered to Fly

Trapped in a web I couldn’t unravel, alone in a cell I couldn’t escape, abandoned and forgotten in a corner Dark and dreary, without a choice to protest Without a chance to contest, providence steered me To

Category: Daily Tonic

In God I Hope

Trust in God

Being Here…

Let Me Be

Quakes

Connected

Everyday

Everyone

Brand New Life!

Bettered to Fly

About Soar with Glory!