STAY CHILDISH

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Have you ever annoyed a child before?
I bet you would try to play modest right now and go all "I-love -kids-why-would-I-annoy-them" , on me right now. Let's bag your modesty for now and look at the picture I am trying to paint.
A kids rage lasts as long as she or he is in the moment, and last I checked this moment of theirs is heavily short lived.
Spank the kid now, then throw some candy their way and you are their bestest friend in whom they have found no guile.
They are easy loving, and free spirited. Which is why you can promise a kid a toy, disappoint her every single day and she wakes every morning with the hope that you will bring it back home today...simply because you said it.
You could say they are gullible and you my dear will have to be the SENSIBLE ONE right? Your years of experience as well as the degrees you have bagged in the school of life qualifies you to stand , beat your dry chest😉and say LIFE DOESN'T WORK THAT WAY.
You have grown to be so unforgiving ... Its okay...I get your point. 😏
He stabbed you in the back.
She went all gossipy on you.
They killed your love for her or vice versa.
He cheated you on that business deal.
You go ahead and pick your own favourite line. I bet it'll be true...but really, does it count?
Let's tell us the truth. Since you have stayed angry, have you added any inch to your height or has your bank balance grown fatter?
Now that's the anger part...let's stroll further😁
You know, trust is something you have to teach a kid how not to have. It's actually such a pity now that even our environment teaches these kids how not to take the word of an adult seriously...not that these so-called adults are in the clear but just because they kinda enjoy preying on innocence.
Now you, Mr.Man or Ms. Woman...you carry your untrusting attitude to your relationship with God. Wow wow wow...keep it up.
He tells you I have blessed you. You fold your hands and ask him to prove it.
He says He loves you. You ask him to be serious. Can't he see or maybe heaven isn't high enough.
Yet... you dash your foot on a stone and his name jumps off your mouth.
Someone tries to scare you and you go all "MY GOD" on the person.
If you say you are God's Child..would it hurt to believe him?
Would it hurt to run with his words?
Would it hurt to love YOU just because you are HIS?
EMULATE THE KIDS, and get the best life has to offer.
Stay glued to the KLYNIC @klynic ....never forget to share your thoughts with me. I'll read and answer if necessary.

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