I’ve spent childhood believing
that there’s this idyllic destination
where the people are kind
and the world doles out only
what you can handle
that there’s some supreme being
making decisions that are
what’s best for me
but I’m learning lately that
looking out for yourself
is the only guarantee that you’re cared for
that there are no other more capable hands
to manifest what the future holds for me
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❤️🎶 “Put your hands in the hands of the One who calms the waters; put your hands in the hands of the One who calms the sea. Take a look at yourself and you will look at others differently. Put your hands in the hands of the Man from Galilee.” 🎶👍🏽❤️
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The last two lines are awesome. Great poem 👏👏
Bingo! You can’t best take care of others unless you take care of yourself first. It also makes it a helluva lot easier on someone ho might want to “take care” of you. Self-love isn’t about being selfish. I have spoken… Cheers (masked, because I give a damn) Mark
Note to self: always check that the word “who” includes the “w” before pressing SEND.
The importance of that lesson becomes more evident every day.
Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
When the chips are down, there is only one person you can count on. It’s a sad and unpleasant lesson to learn. I never found that world with bumper pads either.