Rulers and kings of their own whom own nothing waste the days believing the world is to be consumed and taken before the next can take A price attached one only they can afford A bed prepared for the whore of Babylon made fast with fine silks of their own delusion Holy men with powdered wig ordained and tainted drenched in their hypocrisies … Continue reading Liege
The Lord created our brains, and this life destroys it. Here’s a little bit of knowledge to help with understanding the complicated mind. https://www.calmclinic.com/anxiety/symptoms/bad-thoughts Continue reading What Do You Think About?
The habit of dwelling on the negatives was a daily necessity; an absolute need. For the great majority of my life, I had to remain focused on the limitations. If any sort of possibility presented itself, I would quickly shoot it down. I sit this morning and remember a time in my personal life when my self-esteem had me in the clinches of shame. The … Continue reading Digging Our Own Hole
I had a thought this morning that really had me questioning the sincerity of some who claim to be followers of Jesus. They give themselves the title, but yet, the fruit that they bear seems to often say otherwise. My mother speaks highly of a man whom she seems to know well. He is a neighbor of hers. He claims to be a “spiritual” person. … Continue reading Broken Bottles Of Deceit
There are times when idleness within my life can become very destructive. It’s an ongoing battle I’ve dealt with for a great portion of my adult life. The following link is titled, Here Is Why Your Anxiety Is Getting Worse. I found it to be a great source of information, especially since I have an ongoing tendency to practice some of the patterns and bad … Continue reading A Refusal To Move
A man whom I wish to not reveal the name of has been heavy on my mind throughout the last several months. This man is an acquaintance, and he is someone whom I have known for many years. I will use the name ‘Bill’ throughout the post for the name of my acquaintance. Bill and I began speaking to each other off and on nearly … Continue reading Complacency
A keen eye for detail. A very, almost obsessive-compulsive, distinguished habit of fixing every little feature of a task. I recently found a picture my mother or father had taken of me drawing cartoon characters. The specific time is something that I vividly recall. I was around five years of age and had received a ‘how to’ book which taught the basics of character sketching. … Continue reading Marred