I have been trying to get back on my diet that I used to lose 40 lbs. And yet, I am finding that I can't stay on it. I keep having incredible cravings. The worst part is when I completely give in and give up. It got me thinking and questioning whether I am getting the help that I need. Is the universe against me in trying to achieve my goal.

That night I was thinking over these thoughts I happen to meet with a friend, who I found out is also on a similar diet. We both gave encouragement to each other to be our best and do our best. It was after this meeting that I realized something profound. If you ever felt that the universe is conspiring against you, think again. Ask yourself this question, who wants you to fail at your goals? Is there really a group of people that are so cruel that they do not wish you to succeed at your goals? There is only one person that is shouting, "Failure!" And that is the little wretch inside. In fact, everyone beside this wretch if they knew about your goals would probably cheering you on to succeed. And yet, despite the overwhelming ratio of a trillion to one, I keep giving that one more credence than the trillion. It goes back to the lesson that I taught at my father's funeral. There at legions cheering us on. It is high time we start listening to them.

I wanted to write a poem about this

TO WHOM BEAR THE LORD'S VESSELS

To whom bear the Lord's vessels give heed the Lord's will

For he speaks to our day as he spoke in days old

And his voice as rainfall and like dew shall distil

To give strength to the weak and give peace to the bold

That the order and will of the Lord may be known

Of the temporal health and of man's mortal frame

The great God of the heavens revealed to his own

A wise counsel for all in this world to proclaim

And gave promises melded with principles sound

To adapt to the strength of the weakest of saint

Each capacity taken and none too profound

So that all could partake and be free of complaint

For He warned in that day and forewarned would exist

A conspiring design in the hearts of base men

To destroy and corrupt, and make hard to resist

Save we heed the Lord's wisdoms again and again

And all saints who remember to keep and do thus

Ever walking, obeying, observing this word

Shall receive in their navel the health he will bless

To their bones giveth marrow, so saith the Lord

And shall find hidden treasures esteemed of a saint

Yea, of wisdom and knowledge all treasures of worth

And shall run without wearing and walk and not faint

With good health all the days that they breathe on this Earth

And the Lord shall last give to the saint who obeys

Like the children of Israel who chose to do right

A great promise to span to the end of their days

That the angel of death shall pass by in the night

He will honor this pledge that was forged long ago

To pass over the just for the covenant made

And not slay them, instead shall a blessing bestow

For the Word of God's Wisdom aids those unafraid

So give heed to these words of inscribed holy writ

Know they come from a Father who watches with love

He is ever forgiving our sins he'll remit

But a sacrifice humble's required thereof

To whom bear the Lord's vessels be clean and be pure

And take hold of faith's shield and with peace thy feet shod.

Let your garments be white and forever endure

To the end and be found in the temples of God.

O GOD IN WHOM OUR HOPE IS SOWN

Take up a hope in Christ and live!
Take hold His hands He doth extend
For hope is what the Lord shall give
To stay our faith until the end

For faith cannot exist in fine
Nor will not be for us attained
Save we shall first show forth this sign
Of hope in Chirst, a hope unfeigned.

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O God in whom our hope is sown
We seize thy gift forgiveness bears
And lay our sins before thy throne
Atoned to rise as heaven's heirs

Unfettered hope shall fill the meek
And lowly hearts of them that place
Their trust upon the Lord they seek
To ever know his truth and grace.

For faith gives way when hope abounds
And stronger swells the faith of those
To whom Christ's gift of grace surrounds
To lift from death and sinful throes

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O God in whom our hope is sown
We seize thy gift forgiveness bears
And lay our sins before thy throne
Atoned to rise as heaven's heirs