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April 17 –  There is a time for everything #spiritual

April 17 –  There is a time for everything

Presently, the world is going through a pandemic together, while it might be uniting many, we also see great divisions, hatred and violence in these times, racism stalks people like the plague, sometimes we say, it might be worse than Corona!

In all this, we must know that seasons come and go and the bad days of Corona will be over just as seasons change.  Even bad governments fall, because every cycle must have its end.  This is the rhythm of life.  The best thing to do is to be strong, centered, peaceful and keep doing what you do.  Panic, fear, worry, anxiety will only make it terrible and unbearable.  Over thinking should have no place in your life because negative thoughts can destroy us.  Be patient, pray, meditate, and the bad things will be removed.

For painful memories, we need a healing touch from the Divine, and it will come. Our connection to God releases that healing from pain, loss, loneliness, sadness, and sickness.  

There is always a light at the end of the tunnel, this is always the dawn after the night, the rainbow after the storm, the warm delightful spring after a harsh winter, so we have to just know deep within ourselves that the tough times will pass.  The power of believe in the matter pulls us through the darkest tunnel and we come out of it shining and beaming with joy eventually because every situation we face in life has the powerful potential to transform us and things around us. 

Hosea 2:15:  And I will give her her vineyards from thence, and the Valley of Achor for a door of hope; Meaning out of a complex troublesome time, it will become a door for hope.

Nothing lasts forever – not even your troubles.” ― Arnold H. Glasow

Rita F. Kurian

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