Change is the Proof of God's Existence

I've had it.

The feeling just overwhelms me.
I thought everything was just doing fine,
and then insiduously,
without warning,
chaos comes in.

Then it hit me. Hard.

I wanna change.

Or better yet,

I choose to change.

I choose to be more careful of my words,
to add some humor and to speak encouragement.

I ch00se to study harder.
Really study and enjoy my passion to become a healer.
I almost lost the drive a few months ago.
Now I have a brand new semester to conquer.

I choose to wake up on time.
Yes, I'm still struggling to be on time for my activities.

I choose to shake the dust off my feet.
When events, people, words just weigh me down unnecessarily,
I let it go and move on.

I choose to understand.
Mean people are only mean when they are threatened.

I choose to affirm.
It's better than to criticize.

I choose to be happy.
Amidst all that beset before me,
I keep my smile and know everything is gonna be fine.

I choose to strive for respect,
than to be liked.


Dear God, make me new again.
Amen.


Didoy