Precious Moments Of " LOVE "

There are moments passing filled with love mixed with sorrow, this is how i feel now..

I am glad i can love now those who used to hurt me alot , causing me much pain and anger..

Especially , when they went through hard circumstaces, i felt sorry for them, felt kind of pity and compassion..

Do we have to pass through hard times to know we love each other?!

Do we have to get into clashes to know that we must respect each other rights of living the way they choose, and privacy?

Do we have to loose a lot while we are trying to keep what we have?

Why can't we make all our emotional power be directed to love and giving?

Why we focus in what we are different in , not what we can share?

Why is it so hard to have the respect concept inside our heart towards everything and everyone , and leave adjudications to Allah , as long as we are not committing crimes?

I am not pretending to be an angel like you,

but i want to tell you i am happy cause i could forget and forgive..

i am happy to feel i enjoy every moment i pass through , cause i feel i love everything and everyone around me , even those who hurt me..

May be i just needed time,

May be i needed strength to refuse to be beated and subjugated, to make a decision and apply it without being afraid from others refusal..

My angel, i don't want to go wrong, don't want my heart to be filled with hate towards anyone...

But it seems that inoccence need a power to preserve it, right???!!!!

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Angel

Yes , right..

The more we can give love to whom around us, the more we are alive..

Love is not weakness, but a great power of giving, makes us have a great will to be better persons and make the world a better place..

We need to open our hearts to discover these meanings by ourselves..

Not all meanings of life are taught, most are gained from experience.

CHARITY...!!!!

we were taught that charity is a great value, when i was young i used to feel that the toy, suit, shoes, book, or food i can give to poor is a great thing...

but as i became older, not a child anymore , i feel what i give is so valueless, idle, cheesy....

what is the value of giving a shoe or suit, according to level of poverty most of people suffer from...

Sometimes the more i give, the more i feel i give none, there are still hundreds of things to each family, in order to make them feel they had enough..

I am not so happy as before with giving, feeling i did so little, nearly worthless with percentage of what i am really able to give..

Who said that just children need angels to talk to and transfer for them messages of Allah....??

We need angels too.......The world is so cruel for those who wants to keep their innocence...

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Angel

Before i answer you, i want you to reward yourself with a cup of coffee or some tea, or any drink you prefer, for the " valueless " things you gave as you call them....

Go have your drink while you are reading a warm book, and i am waiting for you, but try to think more deeper in the feelings you had when you got those things..

Think of how you used them, and in what purposes ...

Think of the benefits others had, when you had those things..

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Now my dear let's see what you have donated..

Some glasses, suit, handmade roses, shoes, blanket, a perfume you didn't like, dishes, and some money...

i want you dear now to think of each one of these things in the following steps:

How did you feel when you received it?

How did you use it?

What were the memories connected to it?

In which occasion did you get it?

Did you pray , and thank Allah for his gift?

Did you feel you had it in time you just needed it?

How many persons were affected when you had that thing?

How many benefits were gained when you used it?

Was it easy for you or not to abandon it and another one use or enjoy it?

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Honey, you remember when you had much work and studies to do, going from a place to another to do many duties you had....

having a new shoes, made you feel you are still ready to go to more places and continue , and that your feet deserves what is best to comfort her for the effort she help you to make..

The glass you got to feel more joyfull while you are drinking your tea at work, or when you are watching the street through the window, helped you to feel better , and enjoy taste of your tea more, while you were thinking that you are enjoying more and want to do something very positive, very good...

The balnket that helped you to sleep good in a long cold night, then you were able to go active and refreshed to your work after a healthy sleep..

Do you want me to remind you more???

The perfume you were so grateful to have as a gift from your friend after long months of being pressured, facing many problems, trying to be giving and supporting for others....

you were so happy of having it, although you didn't like the perfume and didn't use it, but it was good ffrom you to sacrifice a sweet memory to make another person pleased..

Perfume for poor means, joy , happiness, feeling a sense of beauty in their rough life...

The money you donate can equal for a poor person meals for a family after long days suffering from hunger, or a medicine for someone ill from days and can't get up from his bed, or a hope to go for a sweet little picnic to feel alive like other people, even for one day...

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DO YOU REALLY THINK THAT THIS IS ALL WORTHLESS??

Dear, do you know what is really the main problem??

We no more think and feel deeper in things and events around us, that we accustomed everything , whether good or bad, whether is precious or really worthless...

Think deeper in everything and you will find life is much different...

A common thing

My dear angel.... i have for you some good news today..

i found something common between me and the stranger..

that really made me happy, and feeling a warm emotion, while we were making a shared thing we both love...

my angel...

just to find onething we both can share, created a sweet difference in my life, it's not so big, but a difference...

i am sort of grateful of this difference, but wish it continues, not to be a a moment of ebullience, then goes with the winds as usual..

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Angel

well done

try to search for another thing, but take your time no need to rush..

Ask for his help to find this other thing, with no least reason to blush

But if you didn't find any, that what you have is enough

Save it forever with your all effort....

One good thing, is able to let many wonderfull feelings gush.

the stranger is an essential member in my family

My angel....i did as you just told me, and tried to feel the way you guided me to..

but still feel so lonely, cold inside, so bored, as if it's not easy even to breath..

all the time i had the memories on my mind , hearing sounds of whom visited me in my house, or " home" , rememberd the good news i heard when i was there..

collected many things whether i need or not to give to poor...

most of the time , tried to compliment the stranger, and did my best to feel he is not a stranger , but someone important and essential in my family...

but still lonely....so lonely

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Angel :
fetch for life in true feelings, not in pretending, and doing normal things...

Try to have your own creation from your own talents
life has many ways and faces, like a long chain with thousands rings

and believe me dear, no way life changes before our own thinking begins...

don't look at your home as a house, but as your own valley of kings.

open your home for good, warm, positive people
open your heart for positive creative ideas

And you'll find youself flying without wings

My angel i am going to a place, suppoed to be, or they call it my house, or home as others call , for two days

i am afraid, cause i have to live there with a stranger , he suppoed to be my other family, or my other half

but actually he is a stranger i hate to be with
i am afraid, scared to death

tell me what to do???

tell me how to react????

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Angel:

honey, don't worry i will be there , waiting for you
protecting you

don't think of anything negative,

but just the good and positive things you can do

thing of the cup of tea you can taste with warmth in your own home

think of the breath you will take in somewhere different from where you are now
think that days will pass fast and you

think of any good memory or news you had there
think of the people loved you, that visited you there
think of the extra things you have there and can give to poor

will return to where you feel comfortable...

think that this is your home and he is the stranger you will be generous with him, and that's it
you are the star tonight
giving , dancing, smiling and laughing

and he is the guest that stays for few hours, sleeps beside you for few hours and will leave you for few hours.....

and i am here and there
and whom you love are here and there, with their souls and thinking and emotions

feel their breath
hear their laughs
sing with them
pray with them
thanks Allah all times they are here and there around you all times
make your own plans for next days, as if you are away to take time to think without any confusion....

make choices
watch your breath
your heart beats

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and believe

Allah is here and there and everywhere
he is saving you all the time, and i am just his messanger, and your soldier that he sent me to protect you
protect you from yourself, before i protect you from others

and remember

Allah always loves you, and his love made me love you

My angel (( 2 ))

My angel.......................i know you are not happy from me today, cause i returned few steps back in the decision i made, but it's out of my hands, when there are moments when winds of weakness break the dams we build between us and between the wrong thing ,we need , we love, but we shouldn't do or have.....i am tired, don't know what to do, i want to feel alive and happy...

my angel i took the decision that makes you happy, but inside me, i am not totally happy just happy to make you happy, but inside me i need the story that ended in a way i didn't want it to end with i didn't choose it to be in my life, but must make the choice to end it..i know, really i know..forgive me if i am sadbut all i can is to live the story in my fantacy and dreams

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Angel:

life will go on

, don't talk about the past, it has gone

you are still breathing, feeling the heat of the sun

go to do something great
go to do something sweet

and when you finish, come to tell me, " it's done"

and remember
i always love you, even when you mistake
you mistake cause you are human, have weakness inside you

not that you want to go wrong
as you have the will to go right

and do the right thing, in right time
just go now, delete everything upsets you
raise up your spirituality...... love yourself, love people around you...

and i am here waiting for the amazing results

To my angle

i know that you want to tell me i was doing good till now, and that i took important decision, although it was very hard for me..

feeling with responsibility, although pain is surrounding our hearts is a very cruel thing.....

today i asked Allah for his great forgiveness

was trying to fetch for old cloth and toys i can give to poor..

i found some

in the same time , i returned to something good , or may be good, that i have stopped for long..

talked to a friend and my teacher....

trying to search for new hope....

my angel, you are happy i can see you

but i am not.....

the choice is hard, acchieving it is harder....

let Allah knows and he knows, that i do that for him, not for anything else

cause he is for me ,my greatest committement and responsibility..

i love him, although i am weak ..

although i go wrong...

although i have non legal feelings..

but his love is the arms i return to all times, even after long time