Listen to My BELL

Listen to my BELL

Just up the road from my home is a field with two horses in it. From a distance, each looks like every other horse. But if you stop your car or are walking by, you will notice something quite amazing. Looking into the eyes of one horse will disclose that he is blind. His owner has chosen not to have him put down, but has made a good home for him. This alone is amazing.

If nearby and listening, you will hear the sound of a bell. Looking around for the source of the sound, you will see that it comes from the smaller horse in the field. Attached to her halter is a small bell. It lets her blind friend know where she is, so he can follow her. As you stand and watch these two friends, you’ll see how she is always checking on him, and that he will listen for her bell and then slowly walk to where she is, trusting that she will not lead him astray.

When she returns to the shelter of the barn each evening, she stops occasionally and looks back, making sure her friend isn’t too far behind to hear the bell.

Like the owner of these two horses, God does not throw us away just because we are not perfect or because we have problems or challenges. God watches over us and even brings others into our lives to help us when we are in need.

Sometimes we are the blind horse being guided by the little ringing bell of those whom God places in our lives. Other times, we are the guide horse, helping others see the way.

Good friends are like this. You don’t always see them, but you know they are always there.

Please listen for my bell, and I’ll listen for yours.

Listen to my BELL

– Author Unknown

Stay Strong, Stay True !!

Discover a tale of resilience and triumph through life's darkest challenges. Follow the journey of overcoming adversity, finding strength, and emerging as a warrior. A testament to perseverance and the power of the human spirit. Read on for inspiration and hope.
Through the darkest of days and nights,
I fought with all my might.
The tough phase of life had arrived,
And I felt like I had barely survived.
Ups and downs came in waves,
And problems seemed to be all I could crave.

Each day was a struggle to get through,
As I cried and fell down anew.
Loneliness became my constant friend,
As I tried to find a way to mend.
My heart felt like a shattered vase,
And sadness seemed to be my only grace.

But I refused to give up or give in,
And kept fighting with all my skin.
I worked on myself day and night,
To overcome the darkness and find the light.

I rose from the ashes of my despair,
With a new perspective and fresh air.
I became a better version of myself,
Stronger, wiser, and more free.

Now I look back at that tough time,
And see how far I have climbed.
I am grateful for the lessons learned,
And for the strength that I have earned.
Life may throw curveballs our way,
But we can always choose to stay.

Stay strong, stay true, and never give up,
For the tough times will soon pass up.
In the end, it was all worth it,
For I emerged as a warrior, not a misfit.
I faced my fears and conquered them all,
And now I stand tall, never to fall.

– – Dedicated to my sister, Rajlakshmi Prithviraj

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