My Commitment

I promise to TRUST you enough to tell you the Truth
and be true to you. I commit to always be sweetness
in your life, to nurture you daily and treat you
LOVlNGLY, Gently and with Respect
in my thoughts, words and actions,
whether in your presence or not.
In every interaction I commit to affection for you,
to look for and acknowledge the highest and best
in you and surrender to LOVE, our true nature.
My connection to my Source, my relationship
with you and our Serenity will always be
more important than any issue.
I open my heart to embrace you in my Love,
I open my heart to be embraced in your Love.
If anything unlike LOVE comes up, I will hold us
in my heart and listen as I learn to speak, experience
and be RESPONSE-ABLE for my own realities.
I am here for and with you. I promise to keep
communication open and keep LOVE conscious,
active and present AS WE HEAL,
CELEBRATE LIFE and GROW TOGETHER!

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The Butterfly

Image by Getty Images via Daylife A man found a cocoon of a butterfly. One day a small opening appeared. He sat and watched the butterfly for several hours as it struggled to force its body through that little hole.

The man decided to help the butterfly. He took a pair of scissors and sniped off the remaining bit of the cocoon. The butterfly then emerged easily. But it had a swollen body and small, shivered wings.

The man continued to watch the butterfly because he expected that, at any moment, the wings would enlarge and expand to be able to support the body, which would contract in time. Neither happened! In fact, the butterfly spent the rest of its life crawling around with a swollen body and shivered wings. It never was able to fly.

The restricting cocoon and struggle is required for the butterfly to get through the tiny opening were God's way of forcing fluid from the body of the butterfly into its wings so that it would be ready for flight once it achieved its freedom from the cocoon.

Sometimes struggles are exactly what we need in our lives. If God allowed us to go through our lives without any obstacles, it would cripple us. We would not be as strong as what we could have been.

We could never fly!