In the darkness does man create his best work? Here in his sorrow man can better illuminate his humanity when he bitterly crawls toward the light. Man is reluctant at times to show his humanity and share with others but when we share we are illuminated. When we find our voice we find the power to share our humanity. In sharing we all have the power to emerge from the darkness.
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Friday, March 27, 2009
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Forever in the Light
Can good last forever? Rolling toward us is inevitable change. Good cannot last forever without being challenged. In order to know your goodness you must undergo the challenge, the true test of your faith.
There is a message of hope and light ~ seek and you shall find. Forever live in the light of our Lord.
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There is a message of hope and light ~ seek and you shall find. Forever live in the light of our Lord.
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Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Can You Hear Me?
Can you hear me? Do you know that I am here? Right now I could be watching T.V., eating fat free donuts, I could be bored waiting for something to happen, oh and hey I have a rock in my shoe.
The need to be heard is great among humans. Hear me, think of me, remember me. Like you, I have a desire to be heard, to be remembered or to be found if someone thought I was lost among the masses.
In our culture there are several mediums, some good and some not so good, that we can use if we wish to be heard, found or remembered. I have explored two of these mediums, Facebook and blogging. With each you need an account, with each you try to make a connection, but with in-your-face-book you log into your account and are bombarded with trivial nonsense about people you may or may not know. You are constantly asked to make new friends, claim someone as a relative, you can even 'poke' someone. With a blog such as this you invite others to visit at their leisure.
This blog is not selling anything, not asking you to be anyone else's friend, or even begging for your attention. It is just a place for self expression and if you, as my invited friends, choose to stop by for a quick read you can share in my thoughts and some of life's happenings.
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The need to be heard is great among humans. Hear me, think of me, remember me. Like you, I have a desire to be heard, to be remembered or to be found if someone thought I was lost among the masses.
In our culture there are several mediums, some good and some not so good, that we can use if we wish to be heard, found or remembered. I have explored two of these mediums, Facebook and blogging. With each you need an account, with each you try to make a connection, but with in-your-face-book you log into your account and are bombarded with trivial nonsense about people you may or may not know. You are constantly asked to make new friends, claim someone as a relative, you can even 'poke' someone. With a blog such as this you invite others to visit at their leisure.
This blog is not selling anything, not asking you to be anyone else's friend, or even begging for your attention. It is just a place for self expression and if you, as my invited friends, choose to stop by for a quick read you can share in my thoughts and some of life's happenings.
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Friday, March 6, 2009
Windfall
The wind falls all around me walking along this path. At times it falls on my back encouraging me along. Gentle nudges in the right direction. Some times a strong hand to shove me out of harms way and back onto the right path.
The windfall descends upon me to bestow abundant wisdom. Droplets of fulfillment from the wise men whom have come before me. The windfall of gratitude bringing life to my day dreams.
Let the wind fall upon you to satisfy those unfulfilled longings. All that you yearn for will be carried to you on today's wind.
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The windfall descends upon me to bestow abundant wisdom. Droplets of fulfillment from the wise men whom have come before me. The windfall of gratitude bringing life to my day dreams.
Let the wind fall upon you to satisfy those unfulfilled longings. All that you yearn for will be carried to you on today's wind.
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Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Midnight Snow
Midnight dreams filling the empty space with desire. Each flake a moment in time. Each moment we wish to fill with love. Pure white love.
We need it when we are young babies. We search for it as young adults. We crave the love, to behold that comfortable smile meant just for us. To know that the smile on their face is the reflection of their heart and its cause is you. White fluffy flakes of love. Pure white love.
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We need it when we are young babies. We search for it as young adults. We crave the love, to behold that comfortable smile meant just for us. To know that the smile on their face is the reflection of their heart and its cause is you. White fluffy flakes of love. Pure white love.
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