Now

Time is nothing Not a thing It has no beginning or end Only defined by what we bring It has no form Yet we see it this way We use the sun The night and day It is used in aging In whats and whens We use it out of context again and again People live somewhere within it In its menacing hold They pick … Continue reading Now

Contagion

The truly deadly pandemic is the constant mention of the fact. People falling prey to the media’s poise and tact. Worry and fear sell the story of instability and prose. Tune in for consternation. Your life, now decomposed.   Talk about a plague!? It’s right here, everyday. In the headlines, in the blogs, in the words that many say. Have a cup of trepidation. Drink … Continue reading Contagion

Fulcrum

There are times, like right now, when I begin to wonder how God could love me. The are ways in me that, if I can, He can see, that are sinful. Brothers will say, “You MUST change your way”, yet, I’m selfish. I sometimes believe that a devil can deceive, while a God has saved. Other times, I am lost… If He died on the … Continue reading Fulcrum

Hinder House

Locked away, the man sat with only his thoughts. He ate from the cans he’d packed away, counting down–each bite, each number from the label. The water he’d rationed spilled to the floor in his fit of anger. A candle–dimming, much like his soul–burned away in the corner of his space…. Alone. He spoke to the angels that would visit him. They spoke in ways … Continue reading Hinder House

To The Followers

The first thoughts (as the coffee welcomes me) are the focus of my morning writings. It is the way that each day begins which encourages me to peck away at these keys. If I’m exhausted from the previous day of labors, I usually spell it out through the frustrated choice of word. If I’m cool, you get cool. If I’m amazed by His craft, you … Continue reading To The Followers

Hush

He wanted to be a Christian. They told him to repent. They said he must join a church. They demanded he celebrate Lent. The led him to believe that he was a slave to sin. They made him feel unworthy when he stood in front of them. “You need to change, my brother.” He heard it three times a week. On Wednesday, and twice on … Continue reading Hush

In Ways

I heard from God today– He spoke through the chatter of the morning birds. I saw God today– He rose with the sun over our unbalanced land. I tasted God today– the sweetness of the berry He gave. I touched God today– caressing His craftsmanship as I held her close. I smelled the Lord today– bending with aches, I breathed in the fragrance of new … Continue reading In Ways

Behind those Foster Grants Of Life

It is interesting to see how the emotions play such a huge part in our experiences. I turned on my computer this morning to see a small monkey gripping firmly to a tree branch as the Windows program was booting up. Random pictures appear in this process, and they are usually accompanied by a few words to draw interest that pertains to the image. Anyway, … Continue reading Behind those Foster Grants Of Life

Lord

BOLD is the word that we use. Bold is the look that have upon our face as we accuse. BOLD is the finger of contempt. Bold is the authority that we claim to hold in our lordly attempt. BOLD is thinking we have the right. Bold is the correction we sternly give to their internal fight. BOLD is not lowly. Bold is the silent killer, … Continue reading Lord

Exposed

What I’ve seen within the past few weeks is the true colors of our race. Some are flaunting what they have acquired, while others give freely, with grace.   Many are panicked, pushy and unfair. A few are courteous, and they genuinely care. Troves are ungrateful, even though the money still comes… They never notice the unemployed–their daughters and sons.   Chaos created by a … Continue reading Exposed

Our Rivers

The bleeding heart: never void of the coming and going. Taking in–thrusting forward. The life-blood faithfully jaunts, replenishing; renewing. A carrier of our drive; a river of nourishing fare. Vital. Not critical. Tolerant. Here we are: bias and unfair… Nothing like the blood that we all share; unlike the blood sent abroad by the bleeding heart. Continue reading Our Rivers

NOOOO!!!!

Please, add some depression to our depression! By all means, make the voice of the media your new obsession! Open your mouth as quickly as they! Turn off your own thoughts and listen to what they say! Think on their fearmongering words while running for cover! Suffer even more as the anxieties hover! Tell myself and others so we, too, are distraught! Destroy the peace … Continue reading NOOOO!!!!

He Was Sure

The reality of one man in a documentary I’ve recently finished really had me thinking deeply about the realities of many, including myself. Without going into lengthy detail, the man had spent a great amount of his adult life convincing himself of something that simply wasn’t true. He added lies to his story for his book and, later, documentary. He crafted manipulative, strategic bluffs and … Continue reading He Was Sure

Fast-Forward

Whatever happened to scabbed elbows? Dirty knees? Jumping into lakes and climbing trees? The call of the mother from the front porch swing? A half a dozen kids all playing the same thing? What happened to Fireflies gathered together in jars? A friend of a friend who was a friend of ours? What happened to the youth that remained the same for so long? Back … Continue reading Fast-Forward

I’ve Always Been My Own Hero. I Had No Choice.

Surfing through a few writings this morning, and after reading the specific focus of one writer proclaiming that his dad was his “hero” while growing up, it occurred to me: I had no heroes. One can look at the word in a number of ways. In this instance, the guy was obviously talking about his father being the role model that he looked up to … Continue reading I’ve Always Been My Own Hero. I Had No Choice.

A Shared Blogger’s Post: SIGNS OF PROBLEMS IN SECTS AND OTHER VARIATIONS OF THE GOSPEL [1381] — CROSSROMAN

Some of the signs of problems in doctrine are that there is a desire to retain some form of law by which to have control over people. A failure to let go of the Mosaic law, and to introduce further laws, even such as “The commandments of Christ” that then bite in as being a […] via SIGNS OF PROBLEMS IN SECTS AND OTHER VARIATIONS OF … Continue reading A Shared Blogger’s Post: SIGNS OF PROBLEMS IN SECTS AND OTHER VARIATIONS OF THE GOSPEL [1381] — CROSSROMAN

Carried

Her need for excitement has no bounds–no limitations. Each night, the liquor provides for her… Tantalizing sensations. Painted face, powdered nose. Fragrance of flower. She hits the city for a night of needs. For the moment, empowered. Dancing around, drowning in the cocktails of apathy. Her prophecy, fulfilled. She scans the room for the body — masculine and thrilled.   Darkness and desire. The guilt … Continue reading Carried

A Little Insight…

There has been a running focal point of frustration within the writings that I choose to post, and I thought I would take the opportunity to explain why this morning. I’ve been upset with the “church” experience, many times over. Yes, one can tell me the usual, “No one is perfect.”, or the standard, “You must go to church. God commands it!” Although I agree … Continue reading A Little Insight…

All The World’s A Stage

I have this human experience, yet, I am of spirit. It is interesting to think about: the unlimited ways in which we are fully human. Can one describe the complexities of the human experience without becoming exhausted? It would take years to do so. It is evident that people spend most of their time in the human form trying to figure and make sense of … Continue reading All The World’s A Stage

That’s Just You

Perhaps I’m a self-centered prick? Saying and doing the things that make others sick. Perhaps I’m a little bit fed up? Willing to stay within the rut. Maybe I’m a little unkind? Repulsed by the attitudes that I find. Am I a terrible man? It seems that only a few are a fan.     Perhaps I’m a kindhearted guy? I just have trouble getting … Continue reading That’s Just You

Prophet Watch…?

I continuously read a lot of posts about the God of Christianity, and it continues to cause me to be uncomfortable, at times. So many times I ask myself the question: “How do they know?” I understand we can draw our conclusions from what we read in the Bible, and that some have the revelation of Holy Spirit in their interpretation (SOME), but seriously… Why … Continue reading Prophet Watch…?

Palpable Pudding

So many different voices. You can hear their life in the chatter. A crowded room full of people. Food and drink is the serious matter. Refueling for a day. The coffee poured in porcelain mug. Scraping of a plate. Women gabbing over what they love. A cough followed by more hacking. The air is full of breath. We eat and breathe together. Enjoying progressive death. … Continue reading Palpable Pudding

On Fear Street

The haunted houses I used to visit were some of the scariest places on earth. The homes were filled with the same things that you could find within the usual home: pictures, appliances, furniture. The parts of the familiar when it pertains to daily necessity. Pretty lively places, overall. At certain times, though, the demons would manifest. The fiend would take on many forms. A … Continue reading On Fear Street

Inside Out

Everybody hurts. This I know. I’m hurting lately. This face does show. Not entertained. Temper is short. People are annoying. Emotions contort. Tired of religion. Fed up with the Church. I’m looking for Him. Worn out from the search. Routine is redundant. Weather does suck. Sunsets aren’t peaceful. Down on my luck. Real talk this morning. Don’t need your prayer. It helps to write. Don’t … Continue reading Inside Out

Eventual Sands

His stones were getting heavy. He placed them on the ground. A little relief from the intensity. He stood and studied what was found.   He took a seat next to them. He rummaged through the stones of time. Some were smooth and full of character. Others were roughened by his crime. One was stained with blood of an enemy. Another, riddled with diamond trace. … Continue reading Eventual Sands

Supreme Concern

Are they concerned, or do they only speak for themselves? Do the teachers and preachers look in the mirror of the morning and shine; finding a splendid way to stroke their own ego until night falls, where the mirror then smiles back at them in that evening hour of contentment?? “Good job, master. You’ve done so much for yourself.” Looking back at your failures, you … Continue reading Supreme Concern

Morning Minding

I know that God is real. Anyone who doesn’t see it must be completely blind. Have you ever looked at the ground and observed the ants crafting their excavated hills — constantly doing their work in order to take care of the queen located somewhere within the ground beneath? Have you? Or, have you seen the microscopic bacteria magnified, observing just how alive they truly … Continue reading Morning Minding

They Wonder. Do You?

Are you proud? Does the way that you talk — with important information — portray an ego that forces others to avoid you? Do you even notice? How often do you stop to think about just how ridiculous you may look to others, even though you are, well to do. Even though you are, wiser than he. Even though you are, the good teacher. How … Continue reading They Wonder. Do You?

I Left It Somewhere Along The Way

I’m a little bit less joyous these days, and I sometimes wonder why. Things kind of lost their luster — not as bright through this same eye. I told myself, ‘It’s just a season.’ How long can a season be cold? It’s not a frigid season, but, this needless chill gets old. I long for a time when laughter and smiles were abundantly there for … Continue reading I Left It Somewhere Along The Way

Times of Some

Sometimes, it’s the setting sun. It’s the way the tree appears featureless as the light on the horizon, behind her, is leaving for the eve. A silhouette, left in the dark, until the light returns to brighten another day… sometimes.   Sometimes, its the song. Three single notes, pulling the fears from the eyes, as the acoustic speaks what we couldn’t say. Taking all the … Continue reading Times of Some

Roaring Thunder of Ourselves

Men know that your ways are not good enough!! Everyone seems to know what is best. For me. For you. Your voice is silenced by the resonance of the proud. Yet, they call that voice, yours. They have prophetic messages, you know, that never come true. ‘Step aside, Lord! Make way!  A message!!’ You do step aside….   The men now know that your ways … Continue reading Roaring Thunder of Ourselves

Preach It, Brother…

I struggle with sin. Yes, I admit. So, throw your stones — do what you see fit. It wouldn’t be the first time I’ve heard how I’m not like Christ from a “brother”, whose correction is always precise.   I’m sickened by the man whose sole intention is to berate. Teaching the world, “that, of God” making himself look oh, so great. Battering the addict … Continue reading Preach It, Brother…

Morning Meditations

In the morning, I usually sit at our kitchen island, on a bar stool. Throughout the island are little remnants of our lives: various papers, pencils and pens, bills, keys, wires for devices, magazines, and this laptop that I use to write. Although we have five here, I find myself alone in this early hour. The kids are asleep, one is away. My wife is … Continue reading Morning Meditations

Affirmation

Reality is what we say it is, yet, we never really know. Flecks, upon flecks upon flecks… Doing the guesswork.   The smallest fleck: Some flesh, a few bones, lots of water, and a brain that keeps it all, “real”. What do we have to say? Forcing a wind from our internal, voicing our realities through a hole in our face. Using symbols in a … Continue reading Affirmation

Observing the Obscured

I think it’s interesting to see so many people endlessly try to explain God (or the many facets of God) within their personal view of Him. All the while, existing within a reality of limited understanding, claiming to know a God they’ve never met, knowing for certain there was/is complete truth in their experiences. “Holy Spirit said to me“, or, “I know from a dream, … Continue reading Observing the Obscured

Dazzle

What a sad representation we are when looking down upon a non-believer for not seeing the love found. What a way to show love by scorning a man for not seeing a need for God and His plan. What a good plan to point out all their sin, as if self-righteousness (as they see it) is where one should begin. Should we begin at forgiveness … Continue reading Dazzle

Feeling Like Doo-Doo

Today, thanks to the spreading of germs, I am sick. Ugh. I didn’t sleep well, have a fever and the beginnings of congestion in my head. I’m not sure what my stomach is planning on doing? Overall, I feel like doing nothing but typing out a few things, lying in my recliner and sipping some coffee. We all have gotten sick at one point or … Continue reading Feeling Like Doo-Doo

High On Our Hell

We used to live for the party. My friends and I would make it a point to find anything that would alter the mind and body. A bottle of booze, low-quality, mid or high-grade weed, powders in baggies that were, hopefully, what the dealer had said they were. Anything to numb. Anything to excite. Drugs and alcohol weren’t the only things that would get us … Continue reading High On Our Hell

JESUS DESTROYED OUR SIN IN HIS BODY [1330b] — CROSSROMAN

This seems to be a good way of putting the atonement in a way that can be understood. The saying “He Himself bore our sins in His body on the cross” gives the impact of it but without the explanation to accompany it. “He bore our sins” by becoming one of us ‘in the flesh’ […] via JESUS DESTROYED OUR SIN IN HIS BODY [1330b] — … Continue reading JESUS DESTROYED OUR SIN IN HIS BODY [1330b] — CROSSROMAN

What??

Writing about what is real is often accompanied by the ruffling of feathers. People seem to want validation, acknowledgement, agreements and a “like”: the newer form of appreciation we find. The great thing called social media — impersonal and unclear, many times — is the hip way of the world. We don’t have to sit with anyone and converse… Just give it a like!! Anyway, … Continue reading What??

The Public Announcements

I am exhausted. Not physically, but mentally. It is just before 5 a.m., and I am already there. It didn’t take long for me to arrive here. I tend to avoid social media in the morning, as I have found that it is getting to be less about sharing the personal joys of family and friends and more about slandering, with some really distasteful content … Continue reading The Public Announcements

Greater Is He?

What is the good Christian? I legitimately ask. Is it the one who goes to church? The one who completes a fast? Maybe it is the devout on their knees, with Holy Rosary beads. Or, the one that flogs themseves because the guilt inside impedes. Is it the guy in the same pew each week? The gal translating in Greek? Perhaps it’s the finely dressed … Continue reading Greater Is He?

Replay

Running back to yesterdays Different times and different ways Choosing to relive another time Picking up what we left behind Maybe reliving will be better now Perhaps how we were then will be pleasing somehow We think this but then we find those things were better left behind Trying again is such a waste We had left the old familiar space because the life no … Continue reading Replay

Subordinate

Flaunting wisdom. Flaunting pride. Flaunting those nagging things we should have kept inside. Flaunting the wealth. Flaunting vanity. Flaunting how they are better than you or me. Flaunting their God — the same One we have. Any chance to flaunt and deliver the stab. Why flaunt the wisdom? Why flaunt the pride? Why does comparison never subside? Why flaunt the wealth and the vice of … Continue reading Subordinate

Awaiting

As a silent observer, I often view my world from the outside. In other words, I take the time to examine myself — the practicalities, emotions, responses, etc. Being in tune with me. This morning, I have been observing a recurring, personal fact. This post may be considered a bit morbid for some, but I tend to write from my heart. I often think about … Continue reading Awaiting

I Must Not Be

I didn’t go to church yesterday. I didn’t dress for a part to play. I didn’t have a dime for the plate. I didn’t proclaim the speaker was great. I didn’t eat more than I can hold. I didn’t join in with the stories told. I didn’t act as if life is fine. I didn’t correct what isn’t mine. I didn’t quote a verse, bringing … Continue reading I Must Not Be