“We gotta leave the past behind
There is nothing more to say
So goodbye to yesterday”
Have you ever held on to some event, circumstance, thought, happening, suitation, something in your past? You just can’t shake it off. You just can’t let it go. You just live in it. It has eaten so deep into you, you just can’t “live” without it. You think and dream of it every time.
I had a conversation with a friend sometimes last year and I kept talking about things that had happened way back; because of “those things” I couldn’t do this and that. Therefore, “I couldn’t move on with my life”… cuz that what it practically means.
It is a lot easier for most of us to live in our past. Some single or series of events happened in the past and so we are scared of the future. We have built up the wall of Jericho, nobody can get in. We are scared of what “might happen”, if we let go of our past. Key word is might as you never can prove that the incident, event etal would occur again. That “fear” permeates every fibre of our being, we have come to accept it as ours. It has become RIGHT.
Agreed. Events, suitations, circumstances would happen; people would come into our lives and hurt us; things would happen to make or break us. But we must learn to let go of the past. FREE THE PAST. Learn the lessons and MOVE ON. Stop dwelling on the past. Let go and Let God. Close that chapter and open a new one. You got so much ahead of you. Don’t let the past keep you down. Have a closure.
Goodbye yesterday, good morning today.
Like T.Y Bello sang, “Goodbye yesterday, tomorrow is now for the taking. The FUTURE is HERE”.
N.B: Was originally going to write on the elections so would sign out with a mail sent by a friend.
Heaven or Hell? 2011 Elections
While walking down the
street one day a Corrupt
Senator was tragically hit by a car and died.
His soul arrives in heaven and is met by St. Peter at the
“Welcome to heaven,” says St. Peter. “Before you settle in,
it seems there is a problem. We seldom see a high official around these
parts, you see, so we’re not sure what to do with you.”
“No problem, just let me in,” says the Senator..
“Well, I’d like to, but I have orders from the higher ups.
What we’ll do is
have you spend one day in hell and one in heaven. Then you can choose where
to spend eternity.”
“Really?, I’ve made up my mind. I want to be in heaven, says the Senator.
“I’m sorry, but we have our rules.”
And with that, St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he
goes down, down, down to hell.
The doors open and he finds himself in the middle of a
green golf course. In the distance is a clubhouse and standing in front of it are all his friends
and other politicians who had worked with him.
Everyone is very happy and in evening dress. They run to
greet him, shake his hand, and reminisce about the good times they had while
getting rich at the expense of the people. They played a friendly game of
golf and then dine on lobster, caviar and the finest champagne.
Also present is the devil, who really is a very friendly guy who is having a
good time dancing and telling jokes.
They are all having such a good time that before the Senator realizes it, it
is time to go.
Everyone gives him a hearty farewell and waves while the
The elevator goes up, up, up and the door reopens in heaven where St. Peter
is waiting for him, “Now it’s time to visit heaven..”
So, 24 hours passed with the Senator joining a group of contented souls
moving from cloud to cloud, playing the harp and singing. They have a good
time and, before he realizes it, the 24 hours have gone by and St. Peter returns.
“Well, then, you’ve spent a day in hell and another in heaven. Now choose
The Senator reflects for a minute, then he answers: “Well, I would never have said it before, I mean heaven has been delightful, but I think I would be better off in hell.”
So St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell..
Now the doors of the elevator open and he’s in the middle of a barren land covered with waste and garbage. He sees all his friends, dressed in rags, picking up the trash and putting it in black bags as more trash falls from above.
The devil comes over to him and puts his arm around his shoulders.
“I don’t understand,” stammers the Senator. “Yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and clubhouse, and we ate lobster and caviar, drank champagne, and danced and had a great time. Now there’s just a wasteland full of garbage and my friends look miserable. What happened?”
The devil smiles at him and says,
“Yesterday WE were campaigning. Today, YOU have voted..”
Vote wisely in 2011Elections