ONE LIFE LIVED LIKE A BRILLIANT CANDLE

lighted candle

One tiny pinprick of light makes the darkest room lighter.

One spot of white lightens the darkest paint.

A single smile brings warmth into a room or place and brightens someone else’s day.

GOOD MORNING!

A Thought to ponder:

If lots of people this day determined to go out from their homes and simply smiled and genuinely interacted with the people around –

If words of HOPE were written, spoken or expressed by…..HUNDREDS, maybe THOUSANDS or MILLIONS

How much HOPE and LIGHT and LOVE would transform whole communities?

HAVE A GREAT DAY OR IF YOUR TIME ZONE IS DIFFERENT A BRIGHT AND HOPEFILLED EVENING!

About Faye

I m a wife, mother and grandmother. I have always enjoyed writing even from an early age. My book Beyond the Ashes has been written as a labour of love. All the characters are real to me and their story needed to be told. As a Christian my desire is to write General Fiction stories about real people but Hope and a desire for 'better' will always be part of the journey. I have had several short stories published over the years and moderate success in writing competitions. I realized as I was thinking today (30/01/15) that perhaps I should add here that I have had life experiences of many valley times but also many mountain top experiences. I can understand and be beside anyone who finds their life in tatters because I have 'been' there. Of course as I have got older as well there have been the added sorrows of losing not only older family members but also one by one finding the dearest of friends and the ones of greatest support and care also dying. On the site of rich mountains has been my certainty of the value of marriage and how grateful I am that after loss and sadness I made a happy and long-lasting marriage commitment. The one who was my best friend back then is still my best friend 45 years later. Beyond the Ashes touches upon the POWER of LOVE when folk can forget about their own personal 'feelings' and reach out in LOVE to a desperate and broken person.
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