“Every Warrior of the Light has felt afraid of going into battle.
Every Warrior of the Light has, at some time in the past, lied or betrayed someone.
Every Warrior of the Light has trodden a path that was not his.
Every Warrior of the Light has suffered for the most trivial of reasons. Every Warrior of the Light has, at least once, believed he was not a Warrior of the Light.
Every Warrior of the Light has failed in his spiritual duties.
Every Warrior of the Light has said ‘yes’ when he wanted to say ‘no.’
Every Warrior of the Light has hurt someone he loved.
That is why he is a Warrior of the Light, because he has been through all this and yet has never lost hope of being better than he is.”

― Paulo Coelho



This is what I believe:
I believe that we are all broken.
Somehow.
Somewhere.
And God is the glue.
And He is a soft God.
One of pure light.
Pure love.
Pure understanding.
Pure intent.
He is kind.
He sees all.
He is father to ALL.
He knows what led us to becoming us.
He understands what makes us tick.
And what makes us sick.
He sees past what is seen.
And hears past all that is heard.
He gets what we don't.
He is always whispering.
And listening.
And here.
Now.


That is what I believe
But I don't expect anyone else to believe it, too.
It is personal.

If I am wrong.
At least I am airing on the side of love.
Not one of a God who causes pain.
Never pain.
Never darkness.
He never harms.
Or is vengeful.
Never hateful.
Nor deceitful.
Not in His name.
That seems to be our thing.
Humans.

He wants us all to get along.
And help each other along.
And up.
And out.

Regardless of our broken bits.
We have healed bits of glory.
Waiting to reach out and touch others.

I believe life is what we make of it.
What we leave.
And what we take.
What we learn.
And what we teach.
We can either make things better.
Or we can make things worse.
We can keep on trying.
Or we can give up.
And wanting to give up sometimes
Is okay.
As long as we dip back into our light
And allow it back out to shine.
However strong or faint.

I believe our value is not
Made,
Bought,
Sold,
Tangible.
Our skin is not it.
Nor is our shape.
Or age.
Or outer appearances.
Our jobs do not define us.
Our income has no baring.
Degrees do not say a thing about our value.
We cannot wear it.
Nor can we surgically enhance it.
Our value is.
IS
Way past the layers.
Deeper than deep.
It is something we each have regardless.
We all are of value.
We just sometimes forget.
And pain follows.

To remember.
To embrace.
To heal.
To set free.
To see.
To be.
To allow others to be.

We hold inside of us light.
And we each are our own kind of warriors.

I just wanted to note this for myself.
Because this warrior is human, too.
And reminders are nice.