Silent Answer

Aren’t we all unique? One person hides, another speaks. One has a day of total tranquility, while the other lacks in that particular ability. One is consumed with a raging desire to win. The other expects to lose before they begin. The woman goes out to find another thrill, and the man stays in because he’d rather chill. A simple suggestion from a friend causes … Continue reading Silent Answer

Greater Is He

How selfish can one be to think that we are only what can be seen? To think that I’m so very blind to the things that you identify? To think that you are so astute… Is their no error in what you construe?   I don’t agree that you and me have irrefutable consciousness when we see. When we view another — a sister or … Continue reading Greater Is He

What’s Inside?

As I was looking back at some of my former posts, the question marks at the end of my sentences had me asking yet another question: “Why so many questions?” Of course, it is the only way to learn. Curiosity seems to drive us in the direction. We are constantly “learning” by asking ourselves questions. We set our focus on the world around us in … Continue reading What’s Inside?

Their Futile Rumination

When things are grey, much like the skies over our foreseen days of cabin fever, we look into ourselves. The walls close in. We begin to think of things that aren’t true: Do they care? Do I matter? Why me? Am I as good as I tell myself?   The grey impedes. Shortened days and wearisome nights. Patience restrained. Diving deeper into the abyss of … Continue reading Their Futile Rumination

Broken Crowns

It seems as if most Christians are always trying to correct someone. This morning, I am just going to share my thoughts and feelings on the matter. Take what you will from it. Like myself, many people do not like to be told what they should do. We have to remember: we are not the other person. We have not seen through their eyes, been … Continue reading Broken Crowns

Daft

The toxic grip of others; the hold they have upon the man or woman who is simply trying. Do they find pleasure in control? Do they look to find faults within another, with the hope that their own faults will soon flee them? What a miserable lie to tell one’s self. The damning shame we carry. Our peace is broken apart by the daily pick … Continue reading Daft

Unknowns

What if there were no boundaries? No dividing lines between? No two points of reference? No obscurities to be seen?   What if we never lived in emotion? No driving force of fear? Not clouded by the worried mind that impairs what we see and hear?   What if we were simply a part of His space? The space we fill with this and that? … Continue reading Unknowns