There are moments when we falter—when confidence slips and we feel defeated. Not by life’s great storms, but by the tiny, unseen pebbles beneath our feet.
We long to believe that life is an epic struggle between right and wrong; that our integrity, like the waves, will wear away the harshness of every huge rock before us. Yet it is often the smallest, unnoticed stones that cause us to stumble.
Not the grand endeavours, but the quiet, careless acts of hurt or neglect shape the course of our lives. Over time, they guide where we stand, who we become, and what we leave behind of true worth.
May your footsteps in the pebbles of life leave a glorious imprint.
"Were man to appreciate the greatness of his station and the loftiness of his destiny he would manifest naught save goodly character, pure deeds, and a seemly and praiseworthy conduct."
Bahá’u’lláh
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