Is It tomrrow yet ........... !

Like the lyrics from the Broadway musical, Annie, “Tomorrow! Tomorrow! I love ya, tomorrow! You’re always a day away!” and the characters in Samuel Beckett’s classic play, Waiting for Godot, an awful lot of us spend an inordinate amount of our lives waiting for tomorrow or for whatever the next something, someone, or somewhere is.

LEARN TO WRITE YOUR HURTS IN THE SAND AND TO CARVE YOUR BENEFITS IN STONE.

A story tells that two friends were walking through the desert. During some point of the journey they had an argument, and one friend slapped the other one in the face.
The one who got slapped was hurt, but without saying anything, wrote in the sand: TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SLAPPED ME IN THE FACE.

Me and God

  Me: God, can I ask You a question?   

God: Sure Me: Promise You won’t get mad … … … …

God: I promise 

Me: Why did You let so much stuff happen to me today?
God: What do u mean?
Me: Well, I woke up late

I’ve made mistakes in my life.

“I’ve made mistakes in my life. I’ve let people take advantage of me, and I accepted way less than I deserve. But, I’ve learned from my bad choices and even though there are some things I can never get back and people will never be sorry. I’ll know better next time and I won’t settle for anything less than I deserve.”

When God Create A Women !

By the time the Lord made mothers, He was into the sixth day working overtime. An Angel appeared and said “Why are you spending so much time on this one?”
And the Lord answered and said, “Have you read the spec sheet on her? She has to be completely washable, but not elastic; have 200 movable parts, all replaceable; run on black coffee and leftovers; have a lap that can hold three children at one time and that disappears when she stands up; have a kiss that can cure anything from a scraped knee to a broken heart; and have six pairs of hands.”