Ma vie, Mon chapitre

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“ You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I’ll rise. Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells Pumping in my living room. Just like moons and like suns, With the certainty of tides, Just like hopes springing high, Still I’ll rise. Did you want to see me broken? Bowed head and lowered eyes? Shoulders falling down like teardrops. Weakened by my soulful cries. Does my haughtiness offend you? Don’t you take it awful hard Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines Diggin’ in my own backyard. You may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your eyes, You may kill me with your hatefulness, But still, like air, I’ll rise. Does my sexiness upset you? Does it come as a surprise That I dance like I’ve got diamonds At the meeting of my thighs? Out of the huts of history’s shame I rise Up from a past that’s rooted in pain I rise I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide, Welling and swelling I bear in the tide. Leaving behind nights of terror and fear I rise Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear I rise Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave, I am the dream and the hope of the slave. I rise I rise I rise. ” — Still I Rise by Maya Angelou

— 1 year ago
dvalentino:

just look at this dress! i can’t wait til i get married someday.

dvalentino:

just look at this dress! i can’t wait til i get married someday.

(Source: viii-xoxo, via arthakamadharmamoksha)

— 1 year ago with 17970 notes

Conversation with God

Me:God can I ask you a question?
God:Sure
Me:Promise u won't get mad
God:I promise
Me:Why did u let so much stuff happen to me today?
God:What do u mean?
Me:Well, I woke up late,
God:Yes
Me:My car took forever to start,
God:Okay
Me:at lunch they made my sandwich wrong & I had to wait,
God:Huummmm...
Me:On the way home, my phone went DEAD, just as I picked up a call.....
God:All right
Me:And on top of it all off, when I got home ~I just want to soak my feet in my new foot massager & relax. BUT it wouldn't work!!! Nothing went right today! Why did you do that?
God:Let me see, the Death Angel was at your bed this morning & I had to send one of the other angels to battle him for your life. I let you sleep through that.
Me (humbled):OH
GOD:I didn't let your car start because there was a drunk driver on your route that would have hit you if you were on the road.
Me:(ashamed).........
God:The first person who made your sandwich today was sick & I didn't want you to catch what they have, I knew you couldn't afford to miss work.
Me (embarrassed):Ok
God:Your phone went dead bcuz the person that was calling was going to give false witness about what you said on that call, I didn't even let you talk to them so you would be covered.
Me (softly):I see God
God:Oh and that foot massager, it had a shortage that was going to throw out all of the power in your house tonight. I didn't think you wanted to be in the dark.
Me:I'm sorry God
God:Don't be sorry, just learn to trust me.....in all things, the good & the bad.
Me:I will trust you
God:And don't doubt that my plan for your day is always better than your plan.
Me:I won't God. And let me just tell you God, thank you for everything today.
God:You're welcome child. It was just another day being your God and I love looking after my children......
For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, declares the Lord. Isaiah 55-8
— 1 year ago with 13978 notes