Grass: Not Under My Feet
I stay active everyday to prevent this from occurring: grass growing
under my feet. I'm active at work for this particular prevention. I may
be physically seated the days and hours I work ,but my mind and my
spirit are actively moving and persisting to be productive. Grass is
beautiful to look at, but is of no use when production is necessary.
When I woke up from a coma I was in for three months after I was
hit by a car, I was very determined and wouldn't allow anyone to do
anything for me because I knew God didn't restore my life to be
dependent on no one who was no higher than I was. I don't recognize
grass with the steps I take because I never give it time to grow. I
discontinued my college education in 1995. I got a job and continued
talking about returning.
Five years after, I took assessment of my life. I, with the help
of a dear friend of mine, went to the college and readmitted myself.
I was moving in faith because nothing was planned. Success is
guaranteed to occur with me because I have faith in God and there
is no sight of grass under my feet.
Ki Radiance
Sunday July 1, 2001
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