"The martyr is a man who has made a decision strong enough to be proved by death.

The solitary is a man who has made a decision strong enough to be proved by the wilderness: that is to say, by death. For the wilderness is full of uncertainty and peril and humiliation and fear, and the solitary lives all day long in the face of death. Hence it is clear that the solitary is the martyr's younger brother.

It is the Holy Spirit Himself Who makes the decision that segregates martyrs and solitaries in Christ."

~ Thomas Merton

God loves us for who we are and gives us the courage to change. When we are able to love the “real me” and accept our own idiosyncrasies, we unconsciously give others permission to do the same.

I dream, I have angels wings, and I fly all over town in the sky

this world, used to bring me down until now
I fly
I dream I sleep upon the clouds, so warm as I wrap the cotton blanket around
this world,, couldnt realy bring me down now
Cuz I fly
And you help me, my life
yes you and I will never die
I dream Jesus takes me to the Father
and I kneel before him with humble heart
this world doesnt bring me down anymore
Cuz I Fly
And He has me, my life
Yes He gave you and I
is there more I could ask, is there something Im missing, why doesnt everyone feel the same as me
is there something I could ask for, what am I missing
Cuz I dream, I have angels wings and I fly all over town in the sky
and this world used to bring me down until now
I fly, fly, fly, fly, fly
I fly, fly, fly, fly, fly, fly, fly, fly