Friday 21 November 2014

LEARN FROM ME


Why not try Jesus? Only God can fill up your empty
being. All is not lost, there is still hope and future!!!

I need to get my life off my chest. About me. I'm a
46 year old banker and I have been living my whole
life the opposite of how I wanted. All my dreams, my
passion, gone. In a steady 9-7 job. 6 days a week.
For 26 years. I repeatedly chose the safe path for
everything, which eventually changed who I was.
Today I found out my wife has been cheating on me
for the last 10 years. My son feels nothing for me. I
realized I missed my father's funeral FOR
NOTHING. I didn't complete my novel, travelling the
world, helping the homeless. All these things I
thought I knew to be a certainty about myself when
i was in my late teens and early twenties. If my
younger self had met me today, I would have
punched myself in the face. I'll get to how those
dreams were crushed soon.
Let's start with a description of me when I was 20.
It seemed only yesterday when I was sure I was
going to change the world. People loved me, and I
loved people. I was innovative, creative,
spontaneous, risk-taking and great with people. I
had two dreams. The first, was writing a utopic/
dystopic book. The second, was travelling the world
and helping the poor and homeless. I had been
dating my wife for four years by then. Young love.
She loved my spontaneity, my energy, my ability to
make people laugh and feel loved. I knew my book
was going to change the world. I would show the
perspective of the 'bad' and the 'twisted', showing
my viewers that everybody thinks differently, that
people never think what the do is wrong. I was 70
pages through when i was 20. I am still 70 pages in,
at 46. By 20, I had backpacking around New
Zealand and the Philippines. I planned to do all of
Asia, then Europe, then America (I live in Australia
by the way). To date, I have only been to New
Zealand and the Philippines.
Now, we get to where it all went wrong. My biggest
regrets. I was 20. I was the only child. I needed to
be stable. I needed to take that graduate job, which
would dictate my whole life. To devote my entire life
in a 9-7 job. What was I thinking? How could I live,
when the job was my life? After coming home, I
would eat dinner, prepare my work for the following
day, and sleep at 10pm, to wake up at 6am the
following day. God, I can't remember the last time
I've made love to my wife.
Yesterday, my wife admitted to cheating on me for
the last 10 years. 10 years. That seems like a long
time, but i can't comprehend it. It doesn't even hurt.
She says it's because I've changed. I'm not the
person I was. What have I been doing in the last 10
years? Outside of work, I really can't say anything.
Not being a proper husband. Not being ME. Who am
I? What happened to me? I didn't even ask for a
divorce, or yell at her, or cry. I felt NOTHING. Now I
can feel a tear as I write this. But not because my
wife has been cheating on me, but because I am
now realising I have been dying inside. What
happened to that fun-loving, risk-taking, energetic
person that was me, hungering to change the
world? I remember being asked on a date by the
most popular girl in the school, but declining her for
my now-wife. God, I was really popular with the
girls in high school. In university/college too. But i
stayed loyal. I didn't explore. I studied everyday.
Remember all that backpacking and book-writing I
told you about? That was all in the first few years of
college. I worked part-time and splurged all that I
had earned. Now, I save every penny. I don't
remember a time I spend anything on anything fun.
On anything for myself. What do I even want now?
My father passed ten years ago. I remember getting
calls from mom, telling me he was getting sicker
and sicker. I was getting busier and busier, on the
verge of a big promotion. I kept putting my visit off,
hoping in my mind he would hold on. He died, and I
got my promotion. I haven't seen him in 15 years.
When he died, I told myself it didn't matter what I
didn't see him. Being an atheist, I rationalized that
being dead, it wouldn't matter anyway. WHAT WAS I
THINKING? Rationalizing everything, making
excuses to put things off. Excuses. Procrastination.
It all leads to one thing, nothing. I rationalized that
financial security was the most important thing. I
now know, that it definitely is not. I regret doing
nothing with my energy, when I had it. My passions.
My youth. I regret letting my job take over my life. I
regret being an awful husband, a money-making
machine. I regret not finishing my novel, not
travelling the world. Not being emotionally there for
my son. Being a damn emotionless wallet.
If you're reading this, and you have a whole life
ahead of you, please. Don't procrastinate. Don't
leave your dreams for later. Relish in your energy,
your passions. Don't stay on the internet with all
your spare time (unless your passion needs it).
Please, do something with your life while your
young. DO NOT settle down at 20. DO NOT forget
your friends, your family. Yourself. Do NOT waste
your life. Your ambitions. Like I did mine. Do not be
like me.
Sorry for the long post, just had to get it out there.
I realized I let procrastination and money stop me
from pursuing my passions when I was younger,
and now I am dead inside, old and tired.

Source: http://www.sunnyskyz.com/feel-good-story/1233/My-regrets-as-a-46-year-old-and-advice-to-others-at-a-crossroad

Parents are GOLD

Inspirational story ,Quotes – story for children,short stories,Inspirational Quotes, Pictures and Motivational Thoughts
Heart touching inspirational story  Source
A long time ago, there was a huge apple tree. A little boy loved to come and play around it everyday. He climbed to the treetop, ate the apples, and took a nap under the shadow.
He loved the tree and the tree loved to play with him. Time went by, the little boy had grown up and he no longer played around the tree every day.
One day, the boy came back to the tree and he looked sad.
“Come and play with me”, the tree asked the boy.
“I am no longer a kid, I do not play around trees any more” the boy replied.
“I want toys. I need money to buy them.”
“Sorry, but I do not have money, but you can pick all my apples and sell them. So, you will have money.”
The boy was so excited. He grabbed all the apples on the tree and left happily. The boy never came back after he picked the apples. The tree was sad.
One day, the boy who now turned into a man returned and the tree was excited.
“Come and play with me” the tree said.
“I do not have time to play. I have to work for my family. We need a house for shelter. Can you help me?”
“Sorry, but I do not have any house. But you can chop off my branches to build your house.” So the man cut all the branches of the tree and left happily. The tree was glad to see him happy but the man never came back since then. The tree was again lonely and sad.
One hot summer day, the man returned and the tree was delighted.
“Come and play with me!” the tree said.
“I am getting old. I want to go sailing to relax myself. Can you give me a boat?” said the man.
“Use my trunk to build your boat. You can sail far away and be happy.”
So the man cut the tree trunk to make a boat. He went sailing and never showed up for a long time.
Finally, the man returned after many years. “Sorry, my boy. But I do not have anything for you anymore. No more apples for you”, the tree said. “No problem, I do not have any teeth to bite” the
man replied.
“No more trunk for you to climb on.” “I am too old for that now” the man said. “I really cannot give you anything, the only thing left is my dying roots,” the tree said with tears.
“I do not need much now, just a place to rest. I am tired after all these years,” the man replied.
“Good! Old tree roots are the best place to lean on and rest, come sit down with me and rest.” The man sat down and the tree was glad and smiled with tears.
This is a story of everyone. The tree is like our parents. When we were young, we loved to play with our Mum and Dad. When we grow up, we leave them; only come to them when we need something or when we are in trouble. No matter what, parents will always be there and give everything they could just to make you happy.
You may think the boy is cruel to the tree, but that is how all of us treat our parents. We take them for granted; we don’t appreciate all they do for us, until it’s too late.  story by Shel Silverstein
~ Moral ~ Treat your parents with loving care…. For you will know their value, when you see their empty chair…We never know the love of our parents  for us; till we have become parents .

source:http://rishikajain.com/2012/10/17/heart-touching-inspirational-story-for-children-with-moral/

TRUST IN GOD

A man just got married and was returning home with his wife. They were crossing a lake in a boat, when suddenly a great storm arose. The man was a warrior, but the woman became very much afraid because it seemed almost hopeless:
The boat was small and the storm was really huge, and any moment they were going to be drowned. But the man sat silently, calm and quiet, as if nothing was happening.
The woman was trembling and she said, “Are you not afraid ?”. This may be our last moment of life! It doesn’t seem that we will be able to reach the other shore. Only some miracle can save us; otherwise death is certain. Are you not afraid? Are you mad or something? Are you a stone or something?
The man laughed and took the sword out of its sheath. The woman was even more puzzled: What he was doing? Then he brought the naked sword close to the woman’s neck, so close that just a small gap was there, it was almost touching her neck.
He said,” Are you afraid ?”
She started to laugh and said,” Why should I be afraid ?,If the sword is in your hands, why I should be afraid? I know you love me.
” He put the sword back and said, This is my answer”. I know God Loves me, and the storm is in His hands
SO WHATSOEVER IS GOING TO HAPPEN IS GOING TO BE GOOD. If we survive, good; if we don’t survive, good ,because everything is in His hands and He cannot do anything wrong.
Moral: Develop Trust. This is the trust which one needs to imbibe. and which is capable of transforming your whole life. Any less won’t do!
Source:http://rishikajain.com/2013/01/22/inspirational-short-story-with-moral-trust-in-god/