The Believer

The sound of the water and the wild birds, the sound of the dangers tickling his feet every now and then were the last things he could hear at that time. It was the sound of silence inside him, the sound of fear, being alone in the middle of nowhere, being the lost survivor of a sinking ship...

The waves had been playing games with him for a while and the taste of salt couldn't make him more thirsty...

He wondered why him? He was already lost anyway, between anger, pain, grief, frustration and...patience. It took him much strength to hold on, to stand his ground through the winds of change, to keep his balance at the edge of collapsing every time he was let down...

All what's good was temporary...They were the little things that occasionally passed him by and even those little things became like a song you get used to then comes a moment when you find it like all the others, like a melody that keeps playing till you can't recognize it somehow...

Could it be? That a person could become so sorry for himself...? Could it be that in the fear of dying in this empty world, "losing himself" was harder than being "lost" in that dangerous place? Is this how it all ends?

It was funny though, that this ship was actually taking him away from home...He had decided to leave it all behind, that miserable loneliness, and try to find himself somewhere else...Nothing mattered after he woke up someday to realize how things had changed, how friends were gone, how the years passed without noticing how much he got unstable, off the road, how he could never stop to think of what went wrong or where had his life gone...

But there he was, that piece of wood wasn't going to be helpful for long, nor the hunger and fatigue...

He looked at the sky, it seemed as if he could touch it with his finger...It was so beautiful...But then it hit him, he remembered now...Suddenly, he cried. No, he broke down. Tears were uncontrollably streaming down his face. He wanted to fall to a solid ground and let it all out, and it was pitiful that he couldn't even do that. He screamed! There was too much inside him that had smothered him for so long...

He looked back at the sky, it was "God", it was God that could help him but it was God that was forgotten...Couldn't he "believe"? Couldn't he raise his hands and pray, have some faith, instead of all the wrongs, instead of letting himself go to become who he had become?

And now it hit him again. He remembered standing in front of that ship thinking, "Why are you scared? Maybe God wants you to start over somewhere new and here's the chance...Just say "Goodbye" and welcome your new fate, you know God has a reason..."

First he laughed, he laughed and cried in the same moment because that was the only time he remembered God that way. He laughed at being so stupid to runaway like that...But then he smiled, because still, God remembered him...He realized now why this is happening. He had this strong feeling that this was his wake up call...It was the moment of "truth", the moment of "choice"...

There came the distant noise of a ship coming his way...He knew what he had to do...He looked back with sorrow and gratitude, he knew God understood...He started waving and screaming. It felt as if he was born again and it went by like a dream, being rescued and telling his story, until he was asked about his destination, He just said, "I'm going home...".

Everything changed from that moment on...He rebuilt his life, thought about everything with optimism and faced life with a new vision.

Of course, he became famous. Not only as a survivor, or as one of the most successful in his career, but also as a man who wrote a book about the story of his life and helped thousands to unlock their hearts and find their paths...

He was known as the Survivor, the Fighter, the Believer...

"To believe is to live. It's the key, the answer, and the guide. Having faith is giving meaning to your life...It's always the way out...

God never forgets, never lets down...He is merciful...He listens to the silence inside of you and just knows...

Always turn to Him, let Him show you the way...Follow the signs and trust your inner voice...

Believe in the unbelievable fate. Understand the reasons, learn and move on...

Never suppose that escaping a problem would solve it or that ignoring something will hold it back from haunting you someday...

Do what you have to do and let God do the rest...Stop comparing yourself to others...

If you expect the good side, someway or another you will get it."

In the Blink of an Eye

In the blink of an eye everything comes crashing in.

In the blink of an eye we dream. And in the blink of an eye the dream collapses. And we wonder if we made it right. Has it been ours to dream? Has it been true? Do we have to get it back or did it leave for a reason and we just got to find a new one?

In the blink of an eye we hope. And in the blink of an eye the hope dies. And we go running and spinning in a cycle of desperation. But have we forgotten what it takes to keep hope alive? Have we got tired of waiting? And then maybe it's just the way life goes, it just can't help testing you just to show you the value of what you almost left behind.

In the blink of an eye we love. And in the blink of an eye something doesn't feel right. Sometimes we laugh about it. Sometimes it's frustrating. We hate how feelings can be so tricky, how we don't understand a thing when we thought we had a full grasp on ourselves.

In the blink of an eye we feel strong. And in the blink of an eye we break down. We become so tired of having to fight that it takes the simplest disappointment to hide the last trace of strength we had. And all of a sudden it's the fall that gives us our strength back.

In the blink of an eye we change. And in the blink of an eye we look into our souls to find that they never did. Has it been just a phase of our lives? Have we failed to know the difference between who we are and the person we are, for some reason, forced to become? And perhaps we got lost trying to find ourselves.

In the blink of an eye we believe. And in the blink of an eye we question our faith. It's the voices in our heads. It's the never ending wonder of what the world is all about, how people are all the same yet so different, and how we have to deal with awful things and still believe there's a reason even if we can't see any.

In the blink of an eye we smile. And in the blink of an eye the smile fades. We look at our faces and curse our misery. What the hell happened to deprive us of even smiling? Has it been too hard or have we took it way too hard on ourselves?

In the blink of an eye we survive. And in the blink of an eye we die. And it's not the kind of death when we leave the world and go, it's when we stay in the world and go. We are there but while we are breathing, we can't feel alive. And nothing could possibly be harder than that.

In the blink of an eye we enjoy. And in the blink of an eye we suffer. And sometimes what hurts us the most is the same thing we can't live without. We somehow find comfort in the silent pain.

In the blink of an eye we inspire. And in the blink of an eye there's nothing we can say or do that could help someone to just get through the day. The same spot where we had so much to give has turned to an empty space. And you can't help but hate yourself for it. You can't help but feel useless somehow.

In the blink of an eye we think we know it all. And in the blink of an eye we wonder where the hell we went wrong. Was it our fault? And if it was, where would we hide from loss?

In the blink of an eye we are full of courage. And in the blink of an eye we are scared to death. We fail to realize that fear is just a friend. It means us no harm. And it's only when we get so fed up with the chains that we find the courage to do what's right.

In the blink of an eye we think about how in the blink of an eye things can change.

In the blink of an eye we are lost. And in the blink of an eye we are found.

Sometimes it's all about the blink of an eye...