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I learned that courage was not the absence of fear, but the triumph over it. The brave man is not he who does not feel afraid, but he who conquers that fear.



Story Teller

Some people have it ~ some people don’t


Character building begins in our infancy and continues until dying.

It is the job of thinking people not to be on the side of the executioners.

We should never negotiate out of uncertainty, but we should never fear to reconcile. A coward dies a thousand deaths… a soldier dies but once.

When you are grateful, fear disappears and abundance appears. It is better to be feared than loved if you cannot be both.

If you die you’re completely happy and your soul somewhere lives on. Im not afraid of dying. Total peace after death, becoming someone else is the best hope I’ve got. Its better to burn out than fade absent.

You can conquer almost any apprehension if you will only make up your mind to do so. For remember, uncertainty doesn’t exist anywhere except in the intellect.

There is only one thing that makes a dream impossible to achieve: the fear of disappointment. Don’t give in to your beliefs. If you do, you won’t be able to talk to your soul.

The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time. If a man hasn’t discovered something he will die for, he isn’t fit one knows why they are alive until they know what they’d die for.

It is not death that a man should fear, but he should fear never undertaking to live. Life and death are one thread, the same line viewed from different sides.

In Heaven, all the charming people are missing.

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Sometimes struggles are exactly what we need in our life. If we were to go through our life without any obstacles, we would be crippled. We would not be as strong as what we could have been. Give every opportunity a chance, leave no room for regrets


The Fig Tree: A Lesson in the Patience and Judgment of God


The Fig Tree: A Lesson in the Patience and Judgment of God

What does a parable about an unproductive fig tree have to do with how you’re going about your life? The answer is—quite a biHe desires

In Christ’s parable of the barren fig tree, the owner was going to have it cut down—a final solution for something unproductive.

The parable of the barren fig tree offers both good news and bad news. The good news is that God is merciful and willing to forgive. The bad news is that even God’s patient mercy has its limits. Neither you nor I want to be on the receiving end when God’s patience runs out. It’s better to repent while we have the opportunity!
Repentance is not a fashionable word today. Its basic meaning is to change. It means to stop doing something that’s not productive or taking you in a wrong direction.
Jesus Christ spoke one of His most interesting parables about a barren fig tree. Here’s what He said: “A certain man had a fig tree planted in his vineyard, and he came seeking fruit on it and found none. Then he said to the keeper of his vineyard, ‘Look, for three years I have come seeking fruit on this fig tree and find none. Cut it down; why does it use up the ground?’ But he answered and said to him, ‘Sir, let it alone this year also, until I dig around it and fertilize it. And if it bears fruit, well. But if not, after that you can cut it down'” (Luke 13:6-9).
Fruit trees require lot of care and proper handling to continue producing luscious fruit year in and year out. It’s rewarding to see a tree bending under the weight of apples, pears, oranges or grapefruit. To go into your backyard and pick your own fruit you watched develop and ripen is both instructive and rewarding.
It’s instructive in that we see how fruit develops on a tree. We see the bloom appear and then the first buds of the fruit begin to grow and develop through the months. Seeing the process teaches more than we learn by going to the market and buying the fruit off the stand. Fruit doesn’t just appear in the grocery store; it’s not grown on a delivery truck. It takes time and care to nurture and develop.
It’s rewarding to take part in the process by which fruit grows. Your efforts combine with the work of nature to bring fruit to harvest.
The harvest of ripened fruit is the reason the tree is taking up valuable real estate. Satisfaction is so important in this process that when there is no fruit you stand looking at the tree trying to understand why it has borne no fruit. I’ve stood looking at barren trees and asked myself the same questions. Before delving further into the parable, we need to look at what Christ was saying before He gave it.

A message about repentance

At the beginning of Luke 13 we see where Christ had been informed about some “Galileans whose blood Pilate had mingled with their sacrifices” (Luke 13:1). It was an atrocity committed by the Roman ruler of the province upon the Galileans. We’re not told whether there was any provocation. Was it done in retaliation for an attack on the Romans, or was it just done on the whim of the Roman governor as a display of Roman ruthlessness to keep the locals in fear? We don’t know. However, Christ used it to teach a profound lesson, and as He often did, He moved right into a parable to drive home the point.
In Luke 13:2 Jesus responded to the news: “Do you suppose that these Galileans were worse sinners than all other Galileans, because they suffered such things? I tell you, no; but unless you repent you will all likewise perish” (emphasis added throughout).
Time and chance happen to everyone, Solomon once wrote (Ecclesiastes 9:11). We don’t always control the events that can happen to us with the rush of events and everyday life.
Jesus was saying that these poor people were just like everyone else. They were human, with weaknesses and strengths like everyone else. They were going about their daily lives and were suddenly caught up in an event that happened to come their way.
In the next verses Jesus referred to another well-known recent event, the collapse of a building on unsuspecting bystanders: “Or those eighteen on whom the tower of Siloam fell and killed them, do you think that they were worse sinners than all other men who dwell in Jerusalem? I tell you, no; but unless you repent you will all likewise perish” (Luke 13:4-5).
Two stories from everyday life. Two calls to repent, to change the direction of one’s life. In telling them that they could “likewise perish,” Jesus was warning that they could be like those who, unexpectedly caught up in circumstances beyond their control, had their lives snuffed out in an instant.
That’s sobering. We don’t like to think about it, and to be blunt, most of us don’t consider that life is really like this. But it is. There are no guarantees.
Every day we hear news reports of accidents, natural catastrophes and attacks that take innocent lives. People suffer loss of property, lands and rights because of actions taken by others with little thought about what’s right or wrong or just.
The world is often this way, and we need to understand the implications. Jesus was being blunt—realistically blunt—with His audience. Events happen in this world over which you have no control, and sometimes good and well-meaning people—people just like you and me—get hurt. His point was that we understand this and do what we can and should do, realizing that time and chance could unexpectedly strike at any time.

Change and produce

Repentance is not a fashionable word today. You might even need to go to a dictionary to look up the meaning. Its basic meaning is to change. It means to stop doing something that’s not productive or taking you in a wrong direction. It means to stop going in one direction of life, a direction that can be self-destructive, and to turn around and go another—in a way that’s productive and even godly.
Biblically, and as Christ meant it here, it means to stop breaking the law of God and begin to obey God’s law. Christ meant it in the same way He used it when first preaching the gospel of the Kingdom of God as quoted in Mark 1:15: “The time is fulfilled, and the kingdom of God is at hand. Repent, and believe in the gospel.” It means that through this announcement a new order of life is at hand and we need to obtain a mind-set that fits. It means to “bear fruits worthy of repentance” (Matthew 3:8).
Which leads us back to the parable.
An unproductive fig tree in a vineyard is pretty much useless—unless you’re like Nathaniel and want to use it only for shade (John 1:48). And if it hasn’t produced fruit for three years in a row, a remedy needs to be applied. It isn’t that the tree is dead and incapable of producing. The tree hasn’t had the proper care and feeding and is just there, marking time. It’s like a lot of people—alive and breathing, but not really going anywhere.
How about you? Do you understand your life? Can you make sense out of this confusing, sometimes disorderly and uneven existence? Do you know the purpose for your life and what it can become? Forget for a moment the bigger question of “the meaning of life” and just focus on you. What is the purpose for you drawing breathg food and taking up space on this planet?
If you don’t know, or if your answer is pretty weak and unsure, then just consider for a brief moment that this unproductive foftree could be a symbol of your life. You are alive. You have a “place.” But are you producing fruit? Are you living as part of a bigger, overarching purpose?
You can find the answers to these questions. And they can make a positive difference in your life. And God wants you to find the answer!

Extending time to turn things around

The vineyard owner’s solution to this unproductive fig tree was blunt: “Cut it down; why does it use up the ground?” (Luke 13:7).
This is a hard solution, and a final one. It shows us a truth about God. God is full of mercy and compassion. He is patient and loving. But God is also a God of judgment, and Christ is warning here that a time of final judgment will come on a life—especially a life that has had opportunity, warning and the benefit of the doubt. When linked to the earlier statement unless you repent,” we learn that there’s a way to avoid being “cut down” and considered of no value.
Don’t be discouraged! The remainder of the parable shows us the way out!
The keeper of the vineyard answers the own: “Sir, let it alone this year also, the until I dig around it and fertilize it. And if it bears fruit, well. But if not, after that you can cut it down” (Luke 13:8-9).
The keeper asks for one more year in which to work with the tree—to turn it around and make it useful and productive. There are hope and every expectation that the wise and capable attention of the keeper will produce a new burst of productivity so that the next harvest will see fruit on the tree. That is the key thought here.
We can see that God is in a dual role here as both keeper and owner of the vineyard. This shows us that God both owns us and gives us room regrow spiritually, but He also expects us to produce “fruit”—the product of a life of good works of righteousness.
Galatians 5:22-23 defines the kind of fruit God wants to see produced in our lives: “But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, longsuffering, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control. Against such there is no law.” The apostle Paul explains here that these qualities are the fruit of God’s Spirit. They are what can be produced by God through our lives when we repent and believe the gospel, surrender ourselves to Him and allow our lives to be led by His Holy Spirit.
This parable of a barren fig tree is meant to teach us a vital truth. R, repentance is necessary, and it is possible with God’s help. He is patient and grants us time to change and bear fruit. Yet at the same time, none of us knows how much time we have left—so we’d better get moving!
God in His judgment is always just, and only He understands the depth of your life. That He is aware and inspecting His “vineyard” to know the condition of each of His trees is a comfort. His desire is that none perish (2 Peter 3:9) but that all produce abundant fruit and inherit eternal life!

Famous Poets,

Sir Galahad, a Christmas Mystery


It is the longest night in all the year, Near on the day when the Lord Christ was born;

Six hours ago I came and sat down here, And ponder’d sadly, wearied and forlorn.

The winter wind that pass’d the chapel door,

Sang out a moody tune, that went right well

With mine own thoughts:

I look’d down on the floor,

Between my feet, until I heard a bell Sound a long way off through the forest deep,

And toll on steadily; a drowsiness Came on me,

so that I fell half asleep,

As I sat there not moving: less and less I saw the melted snow that hung in beads

Upon my steel-shoes; less and less I saw Between the tiles the bunches of small weeds:

Heartless and stupid, with no touch of awe Upon me, half-shut eyes upon the ground, I thought: O Galahad! the days go by,

Stop and cast up now that which you have found,

So sorely you have wrought and painfully.

Night after night your horse treads down alone

The sere damp fern, night after night you sit

I Holding the bridle like a man of stone,

Dismal, unfriended: what thing comes of it?

And what if Palomydes also ride,

And over many a mountain and bare heath

Follow the questing beast with none beside?

Is he not able still to hold his breath With thoughts of Iseult?

doth he not grow pale

With weary striving, to seem best of all

To her, “as she is best,” he saith? to fail

Is nothing to him, he can never fall.

For unto such a man love-sorrow is

So dear a thing unto his constant heart,

That even if he never win one kiss,

Or touch from Iseult, it will never part.

And he will never know her to be worse

Than in his happiest dreams he thinks she is:

Good knight, and faithful, you have ‘scaped the curse

In wonderful-wise; you have great store of bliss.

Yea, what if Father Launcelot ride out,

Can he not think of Guenevere’s arms, round

Warm and lithe, about his neck, and shout

Till all the place grows joyful with the sound?

And when he lists can often see her face,

And think, “Next month I kiss you, or next week,

And still, you think of me”: therefore the place Grows very pleasant, whatsoever he seek.

But for me, who ride alone, some carle shall find Dead in my arms in the half-melted snow,

When all unkindly with the shifting wind,

The thaw comes on at Candlemas: I know

Indeed that they will say: “This Galahad If he had lived had been a right good knight;

Ah! poor chaste body!” but they will be glad,

Not most alone, but all, when in their sight

That very evening in their scarlet sleeves The gay dressed minstrels sing; no maid will talk

Of sitting on my tomb, until the leaves,

Grown big upon the bushes of the walk,

East of the Palace-pleasaunce, make it hard

To see the minster therefrom: well-a-day!

Before the trees by autumn were well bared,

I saw a damozel with gentle play,

Within that very walk say the last farewell

To her dear knight, just riding out to find (Why should I choke to say it?) the Sangreal,

And their last kisses sunk into my mind, Yea, for she stood leaned forward on his breast,

Rather, scarce stood; the back of one dear hand, That it might well be kiss’d, she held and pressed Against his lips; the long time they stood there, fann’d By gentle gusts of quiet frosty wind,

Till Mador de la Porte a-going by, And my horse-hoofs roused them; they untwined,

And parted like a dream.

In this way, I, With sleepy face bent to the chapel floor,

Kept musing half asleep, till suddenly A sharp bell rang from close beside the door,

And I leapt up when something passed me by,

Shrill ringing going with it, still half-blind I staggered after, a great sense of awe

At every step kept gathering on my mind,

Thereat I have no marvel, for I saw

One sitting on the altar as a throne,

Whose face no man could say he did not know,

And though the bell still rang, he sat alone,

With raiment half blood-red, half white as snow.

Right, so I fell upon the floor and knelt,

Not as one kneels in church when mass is said,

But in a heap, quite nerveless, for I felt The first time what a thing was perfect dread.

But mightily the gentle voice came down:

“Rise and look and listen, Galahad, Good knight of God, for you will see no frown Upon my face; I come to make you glad.

“For that, you say that you are all alone, I will be with you always, and fear not

You are uncared for, though no maiden moan

Above your empty tomb; for Launcelot,

“He in good time shall be my servant too,

Meantime, take note whose sword first made him knight,

And who has loved him away, yea, and who

Still trusts him always, though in all men’s sight,

“He is just what you know, O Galahad,

This love is happy even as you say,

But would you for a little time be glad,

To make ME sorry long, day after day? “Her warm arms round his neck half throttle ME, The hot love-tears burn deep like spots of lead, Yea, and the years pass quickly fly: right dismally Will Launcelot at one time hang his head;

“Yea, old and shrivelled he shall win my love.

Poor Palomydes fretting out his soul!

Not always is he able, son, to move His love, and do it honour: needs must roll “The proudest destrier sometimes in the dust,

And then ’tis weary work; he strives beside

Seem better than he is, so that his trust

Is always on what chances may betide;

“And so he wears away, my servant, too,

When all these things are gone, and wretchedly

He sits and longs to moan for Iseult, who Is no care now to Palomydes: see,

“O good son, Galahad, upon this day,

Now even, all these things are on your side, But these you fight not for; look up, I say,

And see how I can love you, for no pride “Closes your eyes, no vain lust keeps them down.

See now you have ME always; following That holy vision, Galahad, go on Until at last, you come to ME to sing “In Heaven always, and to walk around The garden where I am.”

He ceased, my face And wretched body fell upon the ground;

And when I looked again, the holy place

Was empty; but right so the bell again

Came to the chapel-door, there entered Two angels first, in white, without a stain,

And scarlet wings, then, after them, a bed Four ladies bore, and set it down beneath The very altar-step, and while for fear I scarcely dared to move or draw my breath,

Those holy ladies gently came a-near, And quite unarmed me, saying: “Galahad, Rest here a while and sleep, and take no thought Of any other thing than being glad;

Hither the Sangreal will be shortly brought, “Yet must you sleep the while it stayeth here.”

Right so they went away, and I, being weary,

Slept long and dream’d of Heaven: the bell comes near,

I doubt it grows to morning.

Miserere! [Enter Two Angels in white, with scarlet wings; also, Four Ladies in gowns of red and green; also an Angel, bearing in his hands a surcoat of white, with a red cross.]

AN ANGEL O servant of the high God, Galahad! Rise and be armed: the Sangreal is gone forth Through the great forest, and you must be had Unto the sea that lieth on the north: There shall you find the wondrous ship wherein

The spindles of King Solomon are laid, And the sword that no man draweth without sin,

But if he is most pure: and there is stay’d, Hard by, Sir Launcelot, whom you will meet In some short space upon that ship: first, though,

Will come here presently that lady sweet, Sister of Percival, whom you well know,

And with her Bors and Percival: stand now, These ladies will to arm you. [FIRST LADY, putting on the hauberk] Galahad,

That I may stand so close beneath your brow, Margaret of Antioch, am glad.

[SECOND LADY, girding him with the sword.] That I may stand and touch you with my hand, O Galahad, I, Cecily, am glad.

[THIRD LADY, buckling on the spurs.] That I may kneel while up above you stand,

And gaze at me, O holy Galahad, I, Lucy, am most glad.

[FOURTH LADY, putting on the basnet.] O gentle knight, That you bow down to us in reverence, We are most glad, I, Katherine, with delight Must need to fall trembling.

[ANGEL, putting on the crossed surcoat.] Galahad, we go hence, For here, amid the straying of the snow, Come Percival’s sister, Bors, and Percival. [The Four Ladies carry out the bed, and all go but Galahad.] GALAHAD

How still and quiet everything seems now: They come, too, for I hear the horse-hoofs fall.

[Enter Sir Bors, Sir Percival and his Sister.] Fair friends and gentle lady, God you save! Many marvels have been here to-night;

Tell me what news of Launcelot you have,

And has God’s body ever been insight?

SIR BORS. Why, as for seeing that same holy thing, As we were riding slowly side by side, An hour ago, we heard a sweet voice sing,

And through the bare twigs saw a great light glide,

With many-coloured raiment, but far off; And so passed quickly: from the court naught good;

Poor merry Dinadan, that with jape and scoff

Kept us all merry, in a little wood,

Was found all hacked and dead: Sir Lionel And Gauwaine have come back from the great quest,

Just merely shamed; and Lauvaine, who loved well

Your father Launcelot, at the king’s behest

Went out to seek him, but was almost slain,

Perhaps is dead now; everywhere The knights come foil’d from the great quest, in vain;

In vain they struggle for the vision fair. ~ Sir Galahad, a Christmas Mystery – William Morris


For advice and survivors of Narcissists


Why do narcissists withhold affection?

A narcissist withholds affection (or sex) for a number of reasons

Please be aware that every narcissist or pwNPD is a bit different, but in my own experience and those of people close to me who were in relationships with narcissists or pwNPD, they withhold affection for the following reasons:

They feel or perceived that you did something wrong to offend them, accuse them, criticize them, blame them, question them, or anything that made them uncomfortable or put on the spot.

They are feeling bored and need to amp up the drama in the house so they withhold to make you freak out wondering what you did wrong, why they’re mad at you, why aren’t they attracted to you, are they losing interest in you, what can you do to win back their affection and make them want you and “desire” you and touch you again.

This plays right into their hands and makes them feel god-like as you bend over backwards to appease them, cater to them, stroke their feathers and “ooh” and “ahhh” over them.

They are talking to other women/men and getting attention and adoration outside of the relationship, so they are not as into you as they would be if you were currently their only option.

They haven’t withheld affection in a while and they notice you getting extra relaxed, content, happy, and almost giddy with your peppy positivity that is “you” but that they have worked so hard to snuff out.

This can’t happen so they need to remind you of your place and put you back there, which is walking on eggshells and not knowing where you stand with them at any given moment.

They are feeling down on themselves, in a particularly low mood and envious of the news of a friend or neighbor who got a new Tesla, bought a new boat or has been looking ripped from regularly working out, so they must make you feel like crap so they can feel better than someone.

They also haven’t liked how sexy you have been looking since you started running and toning up your tanned legs so they have to destroy that confidence you’re gaining by taking affection and sex away and acting like you are nothing.

Making you feel like they are repulsed by the thought of even sitting close to you to watch a movie.

Regardless of why the narcissist withholds affection, their goal in doing so is to cause a negative reaction in you, or to cause you to feel negatively about yourself.

It is to make you doubt your place in their life, doubt your value and doubt their devotion to you.

This in turn causes you to constantly try to get back to the place of idealization and where they looked at you like you had dropped straight from heaven just for them.

Withholding affection and sex is emotional abuse and pure manipulation.

It is evil, sick, calculated, and malicious.

It has NO PLACE in a healthy relationship and at the first hint of it, a person should address it so that it never happens again, or they should abandon ship and leave the relationship.


You deserve better, and we all deserve better.

To sum it up, if you are in a relationship with a narcissist who is withholding affection or sex from you and they have a history of doing so, just remember that while they are neglecting you in that way, there are a million men(or women) out there who would give their left arm for a chance to be with you.

Someone who uses withholding as a form of communicating their anger, disappointment, pain, does not love you and is not on your team.

They are working against you and any chance at success and happiness in the relationship.

I hope this helps you in some way if you are going through this now.

It is never going to improve and will always end the same for you

Disappointment and unhappiness.


Gods Wants you to understand


Sometimes before it gets brighter, it gets darker.

Before we see more than enough, we go through a season of not enough.

There are times the good has to come to an end to make room for the best.

It doesn’t make sense to us.

“Why did my career slow down?

Why did this person walk away?

Why did this door close”? It’s all a part of God’s plan.

He’s shaking things up to move you out of good into the best.

If He didn’t close those doors, you wouldn’t see the fullness of your destiny!

When we get anxious, we need to be on the lookout for ways that God is helping us.

Don’t live demoralized.

Trust that God is in control, that He’s not only directing your steps, but also directing the steps of the people you need.

He’s putting you in the right place at the right time.

Live in peace, knowing that the Creator of the universe has ordained your future.

At the appointed time, you’ll come into destiny moments, where God lifts you to new levels!

I want to encourage you to unbalanc what’s inside of you.

Stir up your capability, stir up your dreams, and stir up your passion

God knows what is right for you be patient

It can be as good as ever.

God didn’t create you just to suffer life, but to enjoy life; not to be average, but to be extraordinary!