Winds of change come very often.
Six Word Story
Winds of change come very often.
Winds of change come very often.
From History.com In Islam, Ramadan is a holy month of fasting, introspection and prayer.
To my followers who celebrate this Holy time I wish you grace, peace and love. May God bless us all as we find ways to come together and to love one another. I look forward to you sharing your stories during this time.
As-salāmu ʿalaykum good people!
Being a prescription glasses wearer all my life wearing sunglasses most anytime is not always a good thing. My preferred style is Wayfarers from Ray Ban. This one hit wonder from 1984 has held up over time and I hear it a lot on the music station I listen to in Chattanooga.
I had no control over how and when I was born.
I had no control over how and where I was raised.
I had no control over my skin tone or race.
I have control over the person I am and will be.
I have control over the things I do and say.
I have control over my attitude and latitude.
Yet there are some things you control.
Some things you don’t.
Some things you can’t.
Keep control until you don’t have it anymore.
Let’s do this, whatever this is.