Negative attitude? : Time to self analyse.

My treasured and most respected godly friend , when i sought him the reason for not conversing as he used to with me, explained that most of the things that I speak are negative. He worried it changes his positive mindset and affects him. He should be true for he lived in my house, knows me 24x7.

I was shocked at the truth. I never realised it. I thanked him for telling truth. I set out to search me and inside me. What did I say?

I realised where the problem is. Yeah, Its because, As I want to be so open and frank, I just word all my thoughts in my head. That should be the reason. An event happened in my life means, I ll tell to my dear ones everything surrounding the event. I try not to hide my thoughts to my close friends. But... If it influences them in an opposite way, Its time for me to change me.

I never want to be a friend who is there to have made a negative influence. I want to be a positive influence in all the people's lives God gave me.

I want to be an example in sincerity of faith, clear conscience and purity in heart.


The words that I speak have influence and some power as all words do. If words come out of my mouth, let it bring hope, life and trust in God.

God, I ll word all my innate thoughts to you! For You are going to influence me and change me.

Jesus, Hone me, sharpen me, Thanks for teaching!

Let the words and meditation of my heart be pleasing to You!
Help me, God!

The scene I replay the most.

Imagine myself, in the most worldliest place, tempted 1000 times more than normal, bombarded with images, sounds, visuals.. In addition to it, I have suffering, pain making me to break internally and give up my scruples. The noise, the sound, the flashing images, my past sins, fear of falling into sin,..setting a bad example to others... all falling on me, I m in the dark..., With my heart broken, my mind stunned and my heart tested,... I look upto, and say, 'Jesus, Save me'.
There I see up above on a narrow road, My Glorious Jesus, opening His lovely arms, and smiling at me, with His words that thunders, He says, 'Come, my beloved'.

Oh, Amidst all the calamity around me, and devastation and pain,suffering and past temptations, tears leaks from my eyes, With the joy renewed and amplified, with the music blaring in my heart, I fix my eyes on my lovely Jesus, I start to run, like a child running to his mother's arms... As I run, like a heroine running to embrace a hero( in a bolly wood style n music behind it) I scream with joy running....amidst all that happens around.

Yeah, I say to everything, every long yearned worldly desire like money, fame, fortune, girlfriend etc...., 'I need Jesus not you!', With a heart pounding like drums, and my soul ignited with passion, I jump into His arms, and rest my cheeks on His shoulders...

Whoa! Jesus......! Let nothing take me away from you! At my last breath, I should realise I lived as Yours!

Whenever I imagine this, I become strong, Peace beyond all understanding engulfs my being.