Trouble and Its Friends.

" Its okay not to be okay sometimes" - A good friend

We are all fighters only if we want to be. She used to think everyone has a battle to fight everyday, but with trouble pounding on her door lately, she realize that we are not all fighters. Not everyone have battles to fight because a battle is only a battle when you fight. Very often its easier to accept circumstances, to find comfort in our weaknesses and to build walls of safety than to choose otherwise; to choose to find hope in the shambles, to choose to muster what little strength that is left of us, to choose to raise the flag of faith higher and bring down the bricks.


Its a choice, but choices are easier given than made. Like never fading waves, trouble meets with her time and time again, bringing friends along each time the past few months.

If only fighting is as simple as how these words are put together, but time, memories and pain would remind us its not. But like a choice, perhaps we could start finding hope in the simplest words, in the simplest gestures, maybe, just maybe when we start this battle, courage will come. Just enough courage to bring down the walls we build even if it means one brick at a time.

Fight, because there must be something beyond what our eyes can see, something beyond what our little minds can comprehend, that lies ahead, that will be worth fighting for.

Until we see it, taste it, understand it, fight.

Its something she's learning too.

Valley come and tears aren't dry yet and there are things I don't see.

But I'll rejoice despite of hardship; You'll watch over me.

Your grace for me is all I need.

- Gungor