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And What Of The Brothers?
Dear Brothers,
As I sit here in full emotion, first I want to thank you.
Thank you men who would sacrifice all to protect, to guide, to cut off evil and bind up wounds of fellow soldiers on the battle field of life.
To the husband's who still dance with their half clothed princess, to the fathers who work all day and come home to fix all that seems to be constantly broken.
Hold tight to their hands, to the men who build their homes on a dying faith, don't let that candle go out.
Guide your sons in strength and grace, teach them lowliness and gratitude are a priceless commodity.
To the men who sit in silence because a quiet fighter is better than a crying mouth.
God sees you all.
May he renew your strength.
Without our men, we cannot tend to the delicate things in life.
To bare a child, hold its hand, teach it love and understanding.
Your covering may go unappreciated in your quietness of thought, but one day we will remember.
When time slows down, and babies are grown, when age takes hold, we see who allowed us the privilege to be such mothers.
To the younger men of this generation, it's a complete lie you have been sold, to be masculine is not a weakness, it's a necessity.
Your mouth alone produces your level of strength, for " Out of the abundance of the heart, the mouth speaks"
Just as scripture says.
So, let the law of kindness, be distributed always.
Put down the distractions of this world that steal your heart away from your creator, most importantly love thy neighbor as thyself.
Find meaning in the beauty and simplicity of life.
Work hard and know that it is not in vain that you do so.
I pray you all stand strong and do whats right and good...mothers, wives, sisters need you, you all matter.
Keep your heart filled with light no matter the darkness that comes, how can we see to dance without it?
P.S...
To the women that might be reading this, tearing it to shreds in your mind, of how a woman can do all of this for herself, I pray you finally get to rest in your feminine one day. I pray you find that man who shelters you, so that your heart can heal.
And to the man that dogs a woman, that maybe she's mouthy and "nags" I pray you step up to the plate of accountability, look in the mirror of you, adjust accordingly, and may you learn to be tender hearted towards her, with understanding and compassion, in honesty and faithfulness.
I promise you, there is a stillness in a woman that she longs to be, but it's based on trust...be a trustworthy man and her perception of you in her heart will react accordingly, allowing her to be the feminine to your masculine.
But to all the brothers and sisters fighting to stand firm on the front lines of life, keeping it all together...most importantly, keep the faith always...love always, and may God renew your strength daily! ♥
As I sit here in full emotion, first I want to thank you.
Thank you men who would sacrifice all to protect, to guide, to cut off evil and bind up wounds of fellow soldiers on the battle field of life.
To the husband's who still dance with their half clothed princess, to the fathers who work all day and come home to fix all that seems to be constantly broken.
Hold tight to their hands, to the men who build their homes on a dying faith, don't let that candle go out.
Guide your sons in strength and grace, teach them lowliness and gratitude are a priceless commodity.
To the men who sit in silence because a quiet fighter is better than a crying mouth.
God sees you all.
May he renew your strength.
Without our men, we cannot tend to the delicate things in life.
To bare a child, hold its hand, teach it love and understanding.
Your covering may go unappreciated in your quietness of thought, but one day we will remember.
When time slows down, and babies are grown, when age takes hold, we see who allowed us the privilege to be such mothers.
To the younger men of this generation, it's a complete lie you have been sold, to be masculine is not a weakness, it's a necessity.
Your mouth alone produces your level of strength, for " Out of the abundance of the heart, the mouth speaks"
Just as scripture says.
So, let the law of kindness, be distributed always.
Put down the distractions of this world that steal your heart away from your creator, most importantly love thy neighbor as thyself.
Find meaning in the beauty and simplicity of life.
Work hard and know that it is not in vain that you do so.
I pray you all stand strong and do whats right and good...mothers, wives, sisters need you, you all matter.
Keep your heart filled with light no matter the darkness that comes, how can we see to dance without it?
P.S...
To the women that might be reading this, tearing it to shreds in your mind, of how a woman can do all of this for herself, I pray you finally get to rest in your feminine one day. I pray you find that man who shelters you, so that your heart can heal.
And to the man that dogs a woman, that maybe she's mouthy and "nags" I pray you step up to the plate of accountability, look in the mirror of you, adjust accordingly, and may you learn to be tender hearted towards her, with understanding and compassion, in honesty and faithfulness.
I promise you, there is a stillness in a woman that she longs to be, but it's based on trust...be a trustworthy man and her perception of you in her heart will react accordingly, allowing her to be the feminine to your masculine.
But to all the brothers and sisters fighting to stand firm on the front lines of life, keeping it all together...most importantly, keep the faith always...love always, and may God renew your strength daily! ♥
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