awakeninglight

awakeninglight:

Nice Naive and Beautiful

~Plumb

She’s only known heartache and pain
But she’s never known pain like this
She stands alone defending her name
When all that she’s done is be who she is
Well is it so wrong to be who we are
When all she’s done is fail

Cause she’s so nice, naive and beautiful
Why does she get taken advantage
Why does she live in a world so cold
She takes advantage of the nice, naive and the beautiful

Cold is the throne of her hardened heart
No one has seen the softest part
Day after night she holds an ache
And won’t budge to show this secret place
Well is it so wrong to hang on to hurt
Maybe she could set it free

Cause she’s so nice, naive and beautiful
Why did she get taken for granted
Why did she live in a world so cold
He took advantage of the nice, naive and the beautiful

If you’ve been there you know
If you’re still there hang on
Were all dealt our lumps of coal
What you do with it can turn beautiful
Well there’s a life outside of your madness
And there’s a face behind every scar
But there’s a love overflowing with gladness
Get out of that place that’s restraining your love
I said get out of that place, that’s restraining your love…

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ingeniousillusion:

Oh Father, give me grace to forgive them
Cause I feel like the one losin’
Why do we think that our hate’s gonna break a hard heart
We’re up in arms over wars that don’t need to be fought
Cause pride wont let us lay our weapons on the ground
We build our bridges up but it’s just to burn them down
We think our pain is own apologies and get them to stop
Well truth be told it doesn’t matter if their sorry or not
Cause freedom comes when we surrender to the sound
Of Your mercy and Your grace, Father, send Your angels down

redeemingthelostcause
A psychologist walked around a room while teaching stress management to an audience. As she raised a glass of water, everyone expected they’d be asked the “half empty or half full” question. Instead, with a smile on her face she inquired, “How heavy is this glass of water?” The answers called out ranged from 8oz to 20oz. She replied, “The absolute weight doesn’t matter. It depends on how long I hold it. If i hold it for a minute, it’s not a problem. If i hold it for an hour, I’ll have an ache in my arm. If I hold it for a day, my arm will feel numb and paralyzed. In each case, the weight of the glass doesn’t change, but the longer I hold it, the heavier it becomes.” She continued, “Stress and worries in life are like that glass of water. Think about them for a while and nothing happens. Think about them for a bit longer and they begin to hurt. And if you think about them all day long, you will feel paralyzed - incapable of doing anything.” Always remember to put the glass down.
Unknown (via circa-1997)